it's on the back of my lungs.
i've got a secret.
it's on the tip of my toung.
and i am going to keep it,
i know something you dont know.
It's sits in silence & eats away at me.
It feeds like cancer.
this guilt could fill a fucking sea
Pulling teeth, wolves at my door.
now falling & falling is all i know.
this desease is getting worse
i have counted my bessings ♥