half of it make me slept
maybe all of it would kill me
I woke up for today- couldn't get up from
that kind of heavyness
can't get rid of that kind of heavyness
adding gravity till I fall
taking it all till I die
I am shaking, walking up- me with that heavyness
I am guilty for doing this to myself-I confess
I confess all of my heavyness for something greater give me grace
I confess all of my heavyness for something greater
give me grace
I am heavyly breathing
Hallucinating
that mirror- affect
Do you see what I see
I am affected from that something would give me grace
I am hallucinating
all mirrors shattered- I am all over pieces
I am cutting myself with some of my pieces
repeatedly, I am hallucinating that I am dying
been living in someone elses dream
Daydreaming
All me's shattering
in the end, am I gonna see who I am really
or
look at the pieces of who I was
myself being is shattered- my body is shaking
I am crawling to my end
while everything I took flowing inside me
pieces of me breaking down with falling to excuses
ever excuse in my mind leaving me to
some-down-fall-I-would-usually-fall
so
I confess all my heavyness for something that execute me
fighting with every minute in the clock
pushing away stressed minutes with power of music
spending hours/days/weeks with looking to a blank paper
filling those with weeks I spend from pain to the killer, some painkiller
I spend months to just fill some useless paper with meaningless verses
and I know how to levitate verses to tricky centeces
I still fall through to verses yet, tho
I still fall apart.
