It means to much to me
When I know it should not
Overthinking in my conscience
With my psyche tied in knots
My own being uprooted by heavy thought
A decade of unrest
Hopelessness
Mixed with anxiety disorder
I thought I found
My purpose but I know no longer
A looming feeling that
My future will only grow darker
A looming feeling that my future will only grow darker
I try to hard to resent it
I only end up regretting it
When I end up slipping back to my old ways
Looking back I just miss it
So I try to repress it
But I always end up missing the old days
My sight goes black and
Overcome with this feeling that I can't comprehend
The cycle takes its toll
I just want to be free again
My sight goes black
And my eyes roll back
Im sick of waiting for the end
Im sick of waiting for the end
Cast yourself away from me
Away from my withered state
Cast yourself away
From my withered state
I am in no condition To resuscitate
Free yourself from this life I lead
As we wipe this planet
Of my history
As we wipe this planet of my history
My eyelids shut
As I plan to take a final breath
Sick of living through this cycle
Cycle of regret
Intrusive thoughts at night
I can not shake the sight
Of the ones I love
Looking down on me in spite
The ones that I love looking down on me in spite