Give Back

HughFreakingDillon

holding onto this hate
like a noose around my neck
like somehow this proves you wrong
why keep driving towards the wreck?

it does me no good
need to climb out of this tree
burn that knotted rope
run, reborn and free

the water rises
and I can't swim
feet tied to your anchor
hoping the tide will bring me in

back on shore
thankful for the sand
the moon gifts me a break
know when to give back your stand