Everyday I awake to the nightmare
The feeling of regret and a looming despair
Happiness is not mine to keep
Drowning my sorrows, tortured mind retreat
My only escape is that elusive sleep

Sedate myself and start counting sheep
Time is ticking to a new dawn and to suffer is our right since we were born

Stuck in cycle of self destruction
Drugs and liquor in all it’s seduction
Please throw me a rope
The question is do I pull towards help or wrap it around my neck to choke

My consciousness is yours to revoke
Time is ticking to a new dawn
To suffer is our right since we are born

Consciousness in passing waves

Feeling like I am not good enough
For this world that expects so much
Falling through the bottom of a glass
Then to swear the last time has passed
I fail every standard created
Sinking deeper into a well of self hatred
I am now less scared of death
More accepting to a peaceful end

Suffering loss of recent memory
Disappointment if they could see
That my life has become this way
Judgment from the lost I pay

To fear life is not how to live it
Blame it all on others to help deal with it
Finally bring an end to this plight
Or at dawns light renew the fight
Pick yourself and brush off the dirt
Break the habits, try not to revert
Keep on moving along the right track
Bury the sorrow and don’t look back

Scrambling for paper to unleash this turmoil
Venting my anguish with swift scribbles of ink
A floodgate of emotions
That I cannot control

I don’t think I can escape this anguish
This depression, dysphoria or despair
Every day I wake to a new dawn
But this darkness is always there when I am alone

But I don’t want to waste away in the etherial eternity
I dream for that very day that I crush this anxiety
Goodbye the demons that are obsessing me
I won’t give for this shit anymore!

To escape from this emotional maelstrom

Escape your fate and on your life you concentrate
To dispel your demons and all that shit you have on your plate
On your plate
I send you my love, you give me a reason to keep on fighting
If only I could redo the past, life decisions rewriting
To overcome my dual personality
The inner voice that stops you becoming all that you can be
This oppression is that of your own creation
Self doubt, the prevention of a positive ascension

Feeling like I am not good enough
For this world that expects so much
Falling through the bottom of a glass
Then to swear the last time has passed
I fail every standard created
Sinking deeper into a well of self hatred
I am now less scared of death
More accepting to a peaceful