"2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to"
"Breathe" - Anna Nalick
It makes me angry that I'm awake with words echoing in my mind. Words that should have never been spoken. Words that you make seem harmless but they're more than that. What they make me feel is real regardless of intentions.
I don't owe you an explanation.
"So cradle your head in your hands... and breathe, just breathe."
I rocked my baby to bed tonight with you in mind, words on repeat.
Words you speak shouldn't be on repeat in a person's mind.
If they are, then you're the person who fucked up.
"Don't be that person. Don't shoot that dagger." - a good friend of mine referencing being the person to speak unkind words that echo in someone's mind for years.
I need to let it go.
I need to just breathe, and I just need to write it out... to get it out, so I can finally sleep.