(My rythm sucks, I know, I'm really struggling with it. . .)
In this little-huge void I build my fortress
And in this sensitive-strong emptiness I hide my heart.
These prison bars are my safety
And these crushing chains my security.
In this blackness of my soul my monsters lie.
And from here the poison spreads.
Half-heartedly I go through life
And loving comments bounce off like rocks.
Numb, that’s the norm of me.
Reality sinks as I realize,
I’m the captive and the captor.
But the poison keeps on spreading
And my being sinks in quicksand.
If we were made to love
Then I must be a dud
And if we were made to feel,
I’m experiencing a malfunction.
Incapable of letting go,
Incapable of love.
Strike me,
Hold me,
Kill me.
Save me from myself,
Save me,
So that I can feel again.




