They say you’re the author of your story so you get to plan your own glory .

So why was mine destined for gore , I guess the events were just too sore to bandange .

You cant stitch the words ; it like a spell that makes you unwell .

where the witch because I’ve been cursed ; it’s making me feel worse .

Life is an art that needs to be drawn .

But mine won’t ever see the dawn .

But it got harder to handle so it isn’t such a surprise that she dangled from the ceiling now there no room for healing .