Trapped In Torment.

Things are getting crazy lately
Haven’t been myself thinking about dying on the daily
Neck deep digging till I get weak
The devils on my shoulders while I’m at his feet
Stressed out 24/7
Can’t get a grip on my aggression
This tension never lessons
This is my depression session

Gripped tight with old wounds
Mouth shut, silenced and reduced
This trauma acts like a noose
That binds closer and closer the more that I move

And what do I do?
This rage that I feel results from abuse
And what do I do?
It’s been years and yet still refuse the truth

There’s no closure
With the pain that stems
From my own hatred
Or my wish for revenge
You think you’ve gotten out
But then they pull you back in

There’s so much that I can’t say
So much that I can’t undo
You think I wished for this?
Like I wanted to be abused

Fuck you
For blaming me for all of your mistakes
You’ve played the victim for far too long
While I burned at the stake

And what do I do?
This rage that I feel results from abuse — and what do I do I’m peeling at the flesh cause there’s Nothing to lose

There’s no closure
With the pain that stems
From my own hatred
Or my wish for revenge
Let me out

You think you’ve gotten out
But then they pull you back in

You put the pressure on me to speak
While you sulked in your own misery
You hate yourself and you blame me
So in hell we’ll both take a seat
I’ll be the fucking devil if that’s who you need me to be
I’ll be the fucking devil if that’s all you want from me