
Every day I wake up its the same,
You all say its a phase,
Like its only been like this a matter of days,
I limp through these days, months, years in some sort of numbing haze,
I need to be believed, I crave to feel okay,
I have to start wanting to live through the day,
Struggling to stay straight, I'm running into a breakdown,
I'm a whore, I'm a freak, I'm insane,
How can I escape when I'm jumping into my own grave, fanning my own flames,
I'm the ultimate mess, falling in love with you while you tear me up,
I'm a whore, I'm a freak, I'm insane.
You all say its a phase,
A phase where all I feel are the high lows or absolute rage,
How can this even make sense, how can I keep living I lie,
I stitch up a smile, say everything is fine,
But I can't be keep trying,
I can't keep myself wrapped up inside this lie .
Struggling to stay straight, I'm running into a breakdown,
I'm a whore, I'm a freak, I'm insane,
How can I escape when I'm jumping into my own grave, fanning my own flames,
I'm the ultimate mess, falling in love with you while you tear me up,
I'm a whore, I'm a freak, I'm insane.
I need the only way out, I crave the release,
You all say its a phase,
But I've had fucking enough, it's time to face,
These facts that I will never get better, let's be fucking real,
I am slowly dying from all these wounds that won't heal,
Infected, rotten from the inside out, and you still want me to stay,
You still all say its a phase, but we all know that it's best if I disappear and pass the fuck away.
About the Creator
Lauren Tyrrell
Alleviating the darkness, one day at a time.
Irish.



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