Bathroom light humming

Tiles ice cold

Red on the sink where the truth got told

Phone on the floor

All the missed calls glow

I stare at the mess like a TV show

I’ve been out of commission

Running from my own skin

But I’m pulling these stitches

From the inside in

I don’t wanna disappear

In my own reflection

I’m done with the damage

Out of commission

For my old addictions

Ash in the mug

Meds on the desk

Calendar full of the days I slept

Friends at the door

I pretend I’m fine

Voice in my head says “we’re wasting time”

I tape the mirror

Leave one crack free

Just enough space to forgive that kid in me

I clean the blade

Then throw it away

Tell my shaking hands

“we stay

We stay” [low vocal register]