Obedience through Pain

It's hard for me to show you, what I feel beneath my skin. Unless you've lived it to, there's no good place to begin

Mornings are for new starts, afternoons for sunny walks. It's the night when darkness creeps up, when even shadows talk.

This self hatred is just crippling, I'm retreating into this hell. Rocking back and forth in hope, an institution is where I'm sent.

Put me inside a coma, Exorcise my past. Bleed me, Beat me, Anything you want... Just don't let this hollowness last.

Humans are built for breathing, to feel happy and full of hope. But I live inside a void, so full of tension that I choke.

I pray for it too cast me out, I'm not bad enough for hell. Limbo is where I'm heading, I'm already blind...dumb... and deaf.

Tears are so very pointless, a mark of what has past. A simple physical response, of an echo to a broken heart.

As I wander the road to nowhere, with a bloody lip and a rocky start. I realise I'll never get better...
I'll just get worse...
And who would live for that?