If you cut me open
You’d find my blood stained black
With all of the filth that she left behind
I’m so very disappointed in myself:
I just picked up my guitar for the first time in months and I just don’t feel the same way about it anymore. And it’s not something as simple as me just outgrowing it or just not loving it anymore because I still do love it, it’s just that passion I had for it is gone. And I know the reason behind that too and it’s sad that I let someone else rob me of the things that made me . It’s sad that it still holds a sway over me to this day.