Before the grief, I found peace in my selfish ways
My yesterdays were erased
Death will bring change
Before the crash, I revelled in potential untapped
Mortality was not contained
Death will bring change
The bottom of this well is rich with bitter water, it lays still, drowsy, dreaming, & dying to get out
Now I’m anchored but my lines are all tangled
Can’t afford to unwind
Before this wreck, I found peace in my health
Now my insides rebel
Death will bring change
The bottom of this well is rich with bitter water, it lays still, drowsy, dreaming, & dying to get out
