You must love me, the way that you haunt me.
Constantly taunting and leaving me wanting.
Unmistakable; breaking my mental with ease,
Reminding me I'm just a pencil in a world of trees.
Analytical analogies possibly based on astronomy,
Turn from broken promises to (a)pathetic apologies.
Near death I embrace my vice and wait for the light,
But I shouldn't have to wait like I'm taking a right!
I shouldn't have to pray for the night I'll be safe; From myself;
in bed shaking my pillow case and shaving my face
With a dull razor blade I should have replaced; It's hell.
Chasing my sanity so why do I fight!?
Why do I grasp for a knife as I gasp for my life?
Suffocating in darkness bringing my past to new light!
Noose around my neck as I scream that the views nice,
I could die happily now but for you I choose spite!
I'm only an addict if you're the coke; I'm the fiend.
I just hope, it seems, that I can cope in my dreams.
Now hopelessness reigns
Fuck it, I just focus on pain
Its the only thing I know that HASN'T drove me insane.
Depression and anxiety revealed another side of me,
By opening my eyes to see the truth, proof, shining through debris.
Past mistakes and misfortunes, overdoses, abortions
Left me with suicidal side effects and feeling less than important.
Scattered thoughts and emotions
Unable to stick with a moment
Yet I'm stuck in a zone meant for a man who's less broken.
Damn
I'm the only one that's spoken...
Doc, you must fuckin love me when I talk bout my problems,
Cuz I pay you to listen to me then I go and solve em
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