I wasn’t supposed to write this at all, but sometimes when I feel something I just run with it and that’s freestyling for ya I guess. I try really hard to get to a better place in life, I try to make some right moves, but there are times when my armour crack and the pain and the guilt and my insecurities gets me in a chokehold. I guess tonight is one of those times. And all I can do is sing these words to myself.. Because I can’t say them to the one that would have understood.
I could do without this haunted head
I would give anything
to wake you up from the dead
Or trade places with you
So it would have been me instead
Forgive me, for the strength I lack!
Oh and forgive me
For those last words I can never take back
I can never take back..
I tell myself «You’re running outta time»
But if I push too hard, I lose my mind
I lose my damn mind
I feel trapped inside this haunted head
And I can’t help it, at times I feel
I feel so drawn towards the dead
And sometimes all I really need
Is to be buried next to you
I’m sorry, I’m sorry that this being alive-thing
Is so hard for me to do
and it got ten times harder
the day we buried you
Forgive me for the skills I lack
And for each and every mistake
So many now, I’m losing track
I’m losing track..
I wish you were around, I miss the one that understands the way I’m wired and how intense I feel
I miss the one that saw me fully, the one that made me feel like I was real
I’m just a shadow now, unless mania turns me into a burden that no one can carry
This raging lunatic, this crazy demon
That they lock up, but dad, it doesn’t help
and I don’t know how I can be saved
I don’t think I can be saved
But I’m all I have left now, so I have to try
Even if I don’t know why
I hold on to all the broken pieces of me, but they cut me to the bone
And ever since you died, no place have felt like home
No place feels like home..
Forgive me, for walking in circles
For all my 180’s that turned into 360’s
I lost the map
I lost you
I lost myself, and I can’t seem to take me back
I can’t take me back..
I survived, hoping one day I could live
But living feels more and more like dying
And I don’t know how much longer I can keep on trying
Tears are a luxury I can no longer afford
Somehow I still feel like crying
Wait for me
Wait for me!
I need somewhere
to bury my bones
and hide my face
and all the broken pieces of me
I can’t force back into place
I can’t force them back into place..
There’s only me to save me now
But dad, after all these years
I still haven’t figured out HOW