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Will you let me get this off my chest? There're unending fingers around my neck. Do you see me through this speck? This is my brains manifest. Do your eyes see me as nervous? This's the scripture I've written myself. Do you feel my hands shake; Hear my voice crackle? This is why my words are illegible; incomprehensible.

When I'm having unending days, I walk out into the light Blinding me with highs. When I ruminate on sunny rays, I blast affirmations to Deafen from the lows. Tick-tock, tick-tock, I use my aim on this trickshot, To lie my senses into artificial light. My muzzle is thrown aside, This is me willing to confide, My eyes half awake to fears tide. I keep my hand outstretched, Hoping to pull you into heaven. I keep my hand outstretched, Praying you'll pull me from hell.

I’m rolling around in dirt covered anxiety. I tremble and shake as I take another pill. It’s like a bunch of earthquakes on my property. I don’t even know how I got so ill. I have peering eyes all over me. It makes me get all tipsy. My boat rocks on the same old sea. Life jacket no longer gives me safety. I have voices asking how I’m composed, But I’m always on my tiptoes I have on my suit and tie at all times. “Mr. Rockstar during the weekend at bars?” I get home from my job of being pristine. I breathe in deep as I try to stay clean, Until the locks trap me here with steam. Like a balloon filled to the brim, I sail on by going even higher. Days gone to wonder, Pop, I become lighter. Tabloids say I died taking pills  To press my lips against death. Not remembered as lifeless stills Overdosed on depressions meth.

I used to be weak and scrawny. I was deficient in calcium. No muscle, no brawny My heart was weak, Skin pale and bleak. Life brought me depression, Until I found food that gave me reason. If I wanted to be pumping iron, I had to sink these teeth Into Daeznutz lmao gotem

I would crawl to get out of bed, I would tiptoe throughout my day, I would run on empty for so long. I'd take delicate steps, Planned out routines, To navigate my maze Until my fingertips caught fire. I touched the webs that had me Caught in an intricate trap And I burned it all down My sudden change may seem random, But this chaos isn't arbitrary. I'm simply returning to my sanctum Of no longer being cautionary. When my breaths are longer, When my breaths are fuller, My body ignites as embers To stew a meal full of wonders.

The cold covers me In a blanket of shame. Working in the shadows Casted by the sun hitting your kingdom, This is my punishment for misdeeds Giving up my romance, To save yours. I am in service To let you dance I draw my sword for no cheers, Only to cut my self of past tears. I lay awake at night to keep watch. My shield is raised To be the wall That stops nightmares From invading dreams The crows caw call us To sing this hymn that's sang Throughout the monastery. They're only words to beat us down, To keep us from being redeemed. Until someone here wakes up, And we remember what it is to live again

I've been caught in a dream. Dragging my feet around and around. Daydreaming of shedding the dirt off my skin, So I can put on a new face. But spinning my wheels has me burnt out. I take my drive headstrong. Too afraid too see where I'm going, I race blindfolded head on Until I crash. As I lay in my own blood, I'm visited by my own ghost Reminding me of days past How long did this last? I used to make the most Out of every flood. I wouldn't even bat an eyelash. Feeling like a newborn fawn I could rest by yawning During days that didn't last so long. Back in the days without drought, Water would wash away the disgrace. I never saw mistakes as sin. Only peace was to be found. I'm remembering my gleam.

Are you even listening? Do my words even cross your mind? Do you hear my whimpers As I walk on eggshells? Can you take a moment and listen To my fears that take hold of me? Will you break me free From drowning forlorn? Is anybody even listening? I've heard this broken record a thousand times. But now I can finally hear my own voice. Am I even listening? Do my words even resonate with my heart? Do I feel my whimpers As I walk on eggshells? Can I take a moment and speak To my fears that take hold of me? Will I break myself free From drowning forlorn? Am I even listening? I'll sing myself this song a thousand times. So now I can finally take my life back!