Anticoagulant

I start to move forward I'm doing well but
 that scab screams my name
 so I scratch it to hear what it's saying
 to hear what its saying
 Replay
 every scene
 organs freeze
 all of my vitals dim in and out (in and out)
 desperate to breathe
 I have seen months of progression
 all wither out
 they wither out
 so I search agressively in hopes to find the part of me that I used to love
 I used to know, but I'm gone
 and it's bleeding out
 everywhere that I go theres a constant reminder
 a place
 a feeling I can't get around
 once I start, I can't stop
 and the foliage falls at my feet
 in the form of a memory lost
 I trip and fall
 maybe I'm subconsciously a masochist who loves to ff my own mind
 I wear it out
 a wear of doubt
 I still search desparately in hopes to find the part of me that you seem to have
 It's gone and I'm bleeding out
 everywhere that I go
 there's a constant reminder
 a place
 a feeling I can't get around
 once I start, I can't stop
 and the foliage falls at my feet
 in the form of a memory
 black and white is how I see
 never read between
 a dozen weeks of progress
 wither out, they wither out
 searching in and out of me
 planning surgery
 I tear apart my ribcage
 just to double check but still you've got it
 you've got it
 too late (too late)
 growing (growing)
 too late (everywhere that I go)
 growing (everywhere that I go)