Heartbeat

I don't know if I am writing this with a broken heart or a lonely mind,
But I am just trying to let you know that nothing you did was kind.

And if I survive this storm tonight, maybe tomorrow I shall let you know about this fight,
Or if you prayed so hard to wish me die then I would hold on you tight.

I have been here before and this seems so sureal,
I scream, I cry, I curse, I pray for what that's there inside to die tonight and rot in hell.

Nothing seems to go well.

So I just run through that narrow bridge which once I crossed to see us meet,
How do you run that memory lane where every step is my heartbeat.