This heart is Beating me to death every day Leaving me with barely a word to say Trapped in a tiny cage it shall stay My mind in one of its own
Sitting in a dark room Lookin' up into the gloom Taking a blast Into memories of the past
I'm addicted To running Heart gunning Out of my mind To possibly find Some way out of this Nightmare I'm walking
Sleep is freedom And freedom is weighed Shackles at the exits A kick in the *** Get up
Day in and Day out It's the same old **** Take another hit To the chest Just to remember That you're alive
I'm addicted To running Heart gunning Out of my mind To possibly find Some way out of this Nightmare I'm walking
Smacked to the concrete Down in defeat Crawling, twitching like a bug
Skull devouring Never quite full Information keeps slippin' Fallin' away Like all the words I try to say
I'm addicted To finding another way Out of this insanity Oh, what a calamity!
It's not over yet Book isn't closed Game still has levels left Towering over Undefeated One player here Looks like it's me But the date's from last week
Smacked to the concrete Down in defeat Crawlin', twitchin' like a bug
Words are haunting me Cutting, cutting like a knife Buzzing around like a bee
I'm addicted To hiding it all away What's there to say? That I made the mistake, That I ******* it up? At least I'm not fake, And can own up to my own ****
I'm addicted to the games that I play Put on the show And nobody could know Well, until you wind up in hell And pry open like a **** clam
Words pouring like drops of rain Telling tales of my love and my pain There's nothing to gain But maybe relief of release From my brain to the page The page to the screen.
- Jay M September 10th, 2020
Read the last stanza, first 2 lines. I guess that's what this is? Dunno.
*I listened to "Not That Beautiful" by Papa Roach as I wrote this.