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letra de healing process - home at last

i can’t take another breath, i’m on the edge
this might be my last breath, i’m suffocating
i don’t even want to be me
i’m diseased and i’m deceased
i’m broken, torn up
i’m broken, st-tch me up

because i’ve always had a big heart, big dreams and a bigger weight on my shoulders. i never thought that that would change even by the time that i’d grown older. but suddenly all my blue skies had faded into grey and better days just seemed too far away

because it’s rained every day this week but there still hasn’t been any calm after the storm
stuck in a self perpetuating cycle of illness that’s becoming harder and harder to get out of because i allowed the negatives to take precedence over the evidence that i was finally getting better until i allowed myself to sink into this depression again
sustained only by solipsistic solitude and one last attempt at self preservation

heal me (x4)

and i long for you to make me feel anything at all because lately i’ll i’ve been able to feel is this cold
i wish that i could fall between the cobblestones because there’s sorrow in my voice but i hope it doesn’t show

- home at last

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