If I run fast enough

Before my heart exploded

And my soul leaked

Like tears through my fingers

Before I learnt to swim

Through the ocean of my pain

Before I started to sing

Because it's easier to scream to a crowd

Because I'm terrified to see the future

To see me

Through the mirror of my eyes, my tears and my cries

Of help

But now I lie down

With a dagger in my heart

And yet somehow unable to stay still

My fingers tasting the pain

The paint they're about to write about