Of all of the things I have felt
I didn’t think I’d miss an emotion so much
It was just like a disease
But a medicine all at once
That was working for me
Running from any other thing
Seemed like the easiest thing to do
But I’m loosing my stability on the world
My mind is fading
Its going blank
And I never stopped thinking that my reality was shattered
By my own lust and flesh
I don’t want it to go on
But I know its happening
I want to run and hide, stuff like that
But I know its not going to make a difference
Its something I’ve never felt before
Why is it that I’m thinking
That feeling nothing is the best way to move on?
I guess that’s what I get for wishful thinking
I shouldn’t have never gotten so addicted
Next time I decided to bleed
I should pretend that I don’t feel it
Because its all I can do…
I didn’t think I’d miss an emotion so much
It was just like a disease
But a medicine all at once
That was working for me
Running from any other thing
Seemed like the easiest thing to do
But I’m loosing my stability on the world
My mind is fading
Its going blank
And I never stopped thinking that my reality was shattered
By my own lust and flesh
I don’t want it to go on
But I know its happening
I want to run and hide, stuff like that
But I know its not going to make a difference
Its something I’ve never felt before
Why is it that I’m thinking
That feeling nothing is the best way to move on?
I guess that’s what I get for wishful thinking
I shouldn’t have never gotten so addicted
Next time I decided to bleed
I should pretend that I don’t feel it
Because its all I can do…
