ah, the thoughts are coming faster.

sound, sound, ringing through my ears,
my thoughts are pouring out, raining down like spears
that are shredding
and spreading
the bedding, that is red
where i lay my head.

but it wasn't always this shade
it wasn't always this fade
it was blood red, as red as blood
where the tears would flood.

and every drop would magnify the scars
that have always caressed my heart.

until you came along
and you showed me wrong
that i wasn't meant to be alone.

but i don't want to jump to conclusions
'cause i'll just cause my Self confusion
and illuminate these illusions
that already sting my eyes
and burn like lies
until my sight is a new tone.

you made the sheets of my bed
the sheets that were once faded
soak back into that blood red
and now i can finally lay my head
like i always said
i dreamed of.

hopefully,
push will come to shove.