I tried to resurrect you in every thought I had I tried to connect through words on a notepad I have tried to let go of the sad I tried every coping mechanism I had ...you weren't even a good dad...
Still stuck on the fence Forced to traverse a world that still doesn't make sense I could embrace the ignorance But I don't want to take that stance So I find myself stepping on toes during this awkward slow dance I wouldn't call it happenstance, Not a chance The culprit is this toxic, three-way romance Between anger, my dark passenger and everything I can't forget to remember Nothing to see here folks, At least not at first glance And that's enough to keep me in this trance
iNNER THOUGHTS BECOME INTENSE aS THEY PICK APART IT'S OWN DEFENSE mAKING DOOM PREDICTIONS AT IT'S OWN EXPENSE fINDING A NEED TO RELIEVE SUSPENSE hENCE THE ARRANGEMENT OF LETTERS INTO WORDS THAT MAKE SENSE tHE TRANSLATION ITSELF IS A JUMBLED MESS tHE CRANIUM FEELS FAR TOO DENSE wHAT IS THIS NONSENSE? lOVE AND HATE IN THE SAME CONTENTS rUSH TO TAKE OFFENSE cAN NEVER GET IT OUT BEFORE THE CRACK UP AND BREAKDOWN COMMENCE