Struggling With My Coffin SizeThrashing for a surfaceThat I'll never reachThe warmth of the sunNot intended for meEmbracing the depth,The bliss of deathThe surrender brings meMomentary restThe screams, the criesUnbearable to feelNot mine, but loved onesYet the pain is so realRazors strike my heartAs I watch them mournBleeding the needTo hold them, feeling tornMy eyes opened to truthBut now it's too lateI was never alone;I created my fate.
To FeelSo many corners cutSo many eyes are shutTo the damage being doneWhen you look at meWhat do you seeDoes my life induce fearOr my light draw you nearTo insanity's ledge of elationYou think I'm strangeI'm not allowedTo feel this waySo you doWhatever it takesTo change, to change....meYou're the interloper to my brainBut I'm not allowedto feelto feel to feelthis way.Holding on to meAnd who I'm meant to beStrums the chords Of your discontentYou pour in your liesPush my soul asideUntil only you remain...Th reins finally fallMy last curtain callUnbridled,I will be me.
Sta.sh
