Would my last breath Bring you more relief Than grief? With the sod replaced And me underneath, Would you feel like your life Was returned by it's thief? Would your heart Match your belief?
There's no light There's no end to this darkness I still fight But I no longer proclaim, "I got this" Out of spite I continue this meaningless process In spite of Just about every swing being a miss
You want to fight? Alright Let me get your gloves And tie my hands behind my back Because there's no point in a counter attack You don't care That's fact Every word i say to you is just thin air Arguing that all your low blows are fair And your violence twords me? It's all acceptable crazy And my "FUUCK YOU!" retort is blasphemy i have to accept your every issue Acknowledge what you have and are currently going through And for the most part i do But when it comes to anything to do with me All of a sudden you can't see What happened to "we"? Conveniently disappearing quickly Replaced with a lowly "me" This isn't a reality that i want to live anymore So this time when i paddle out i'll sink the ore There'll be no more attempts to return to shore
I stay silent Too often my own words betray me entirely I keep quiet To eliminate any possibly of my past tracking me Must calm the riot Internal conflict in turn turns reality iffy Must stay strategic My mind gets creative trying to beat me down completely Can't be complacent Not while losing my footing on this plain of reality There's no enjoyment Living with a cranium teetering on the brink of insanity Fear becomes a constant So it never occurred to me these walls shouldn't be up permanently I remain hesitant When there's no certainty I can take down these walls safely
I've heard I can have anything, Do anything, Be anything, If I'm willing to sacrifice everything But here's the thing, I have nothing to give So nothing is what I'll be getting
Just slide the blade already You're already killing me Is it that you enjoy visual agony, Carving up your trophy, Watching the tragedy? Maybe the key to your kink is "slowly" Like you don't want to catch up with destiny But can't pull yourself away from the debauchery