Wake me up
I'm laying down restless and rising exhausted,
sleepwalking where I should be inspired.
desire to change,
need to escape.
slowly drowning in the inevitable,
oxygen just out of reach,
smother my thoughts
take passion and turn it mindless.
I don't feel much anymore,
my mind alive in catacombs.
tear me apart
break me down
at least it’s not indifference
lonely tile nights,
the voices in my head
don't scream as often anymore.
wake me up
hold me tight (you’re not alone)
know my name (you’re not alone)
this is not the story of insanity -
I'm taking my mad back
as I'm crawling from the underground,
giving voice to where I'm from.
let silence succumb to authenticity,
let pain fade into strength.
I'm rebuilding from self destruction,
tearing down the walls I set.
recovery revival renewal
maybe I'll feel something again.
I am looking in the mirror to hold on,
I am screaming toward the empty,
reminding myself to be real;
hoping that my voice uncensored,
filled with truth,
laced with fire
will echo through the city that surrounds me,
ricochet through the hearts of those who need to hear:
this is not the end
this is not the end.
wake me up
I only know how to disappear.