Woefully tragic and that ****** up **** I don't have to like my past and I don't not even a little ******* bit Maybe one I'll ******* get over it Until then I don't even give a **** To the dome I take every hit Attempting to get ******* lit Doubt I'll ever ******* quit These are the puzzle pieces that just seem to fit I am not someone that's easy to forget alone in this darkness I intend to sit at least I am not a ******* hypocrite nor am I counterfeit My wrist I have contemplated attempting to slit when at the end of my very wit
Crazy thoughts run through my mind of times that I thought I'd left behind but bound I am by blood to these ties that bind time isn't something that I can rewind i travel outside the parameters of my mind searching for something I'll never find
I follow the shadows just as still as they are dark constantly stabbing myself with jagged bits of my broken heart So easy it is for me to fall completely apart It's been that way from the very start
Bombarded by the memories that were not meant to last as time passes by me so **** fast A hole in my soul that's so **** vast a tragic ending I can't seem to ever get passed.
Mindful that words can cut like a knife why do I insist on living this kind of life
I am living like I am already three fourths dead all these visions trapped inside of my head Humanity I don't have a ******* shred the disease of addiction in so wide spread
Rattling around inside of my skull my vessel is nothing more than an empty hull I once was silver now I am tarnished beginning to dull i n conversation there is now a lull
picked to pieces I chose to idol I am not stupid nor am I suicidal my emotions wash over me like waves of tidal I am my own rival I am only interested in survival. Heartbeat is something that is vital maybe my stories will one day go viral.
Tomorrow isn't promised and today is a day I shouldn't waste I do so anyway even if I do it in haste My ghosts for the heroes traded have chased Like they have challenged me to beat them I raced The consequences I have faced these mistakes that have never been erased. This side of goodness never have I graced