honeymoon stan

I can feel the lace In the back of my throat as the flashback. Gasping for air the pain came seeing myself gasping for life crying Begging to save my own life it haunts me that I can't stop that time and help that gasping back in the present time tears of my soul Come alive his eyes are in my mirror I eat a monster in rage cocking the gun to my head laughing like its a game I swore id never let a man crush my pride creeping he won my mind Honeymoon stage Ice cream I'm sorry I won't do it again repeat the cycle again Mentally it breaks your gates Marks taking them as lies thinking its alright fighting to survive the night Physically its a beating fight Knowing how to defeat this