The needle goes in easy. But the pain is hard to escape. The feeling never stays. But regret does, it doesn’t fade away.
My entire life has become history. All that’s left are the memories. I used to be happy. Tell me when did this begin?
(A song I wrote over 4 years ago. It was used for a previous music act and was unfortunately never recorded. This was written at one of the lowest points of my life. Since then I’ve learned to let go of a lot of my resentment. The pain never seems to go away. You just get better at coping with it)