Lying to myself
Hidden in the depths of my own denial.
As righteous as I make it out to be, I fail.
Nothing can be real, I wont let it be.
I feel all that I allow myself to feel and nothing more,
Which honestly isn't much.
Suffer through all that I pretend is ok.
For every nail hammered in, I lose more and more of the strength that I once held so high.
Deception is my only option, but I only decieve myself.
Glory to christ for catching onto the evil ways that I never knew I had,
damnation the cure? Perhaps.
You take the decision into your own command,
Punishing me for trying to be by you side,
though each and every knife that took a slice continued until I became a shadow of myself,
someone only you could recognize.
Lost to myself,
lost to my friends,
what is this creature I have manifested into?
As righteous as I make it out to be, I fail.
Nothing can be real, I wont let it be.
I feel all that I allow myself to feel and nothing more,
Which honestly isn't much.
Suffer through all that I pretend is ok.
For every nail hammered in, I lose more and more of the strength that I once held so high.
Deception is my only option, but I only decieve myself.
Glory to christ for catching onto the evil ways that I never knew I had,
damnation the cure? Perhaps.
You take the decision into your own command,
Punishing me for trying to be by you side,
though each and every knife that took a slice continued until I became a shadow of myself,
someone only you could recognize.
Lost to myself,
lost to my friends,
what is this creature I have manifested into?
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