Barricades
I have to ask myself why
I'm looking over my shoulder
Running from the shadows of myself
Memories I tried my hardest to forget
I so easily left
Failure in the flesh
They bay their teeth and threaten to swallow me whole
But not this time
I won't become a victim
Not, not this time
Not this time
Not this time
Not this time
Writer/s: Chasing South
