Sit Back, Relax And Relapse

Nobody understood how I felt Because I hid it from everyone The older I got the worse it became It was a battlefield in my mind everyday Heavy sadness Self loathing Emptiness The anger I felt I would snap so easily I would make up the worst in my head Situations that hadn’t even happened would cripple me I was such a mess everyday It exhausted me I was burning out Slowly but surely I was ripping myself to shreds everyday Then trying to tape back together the pieces in the morning But it never quite fit back together Anxiety breaks every part of you No matter how hard you try to fight it

lameheaux:

People say I love you all the time - when they say, ‘take an umbrella, it’s raining,’ or ‘hurry back,’ or even ‘watch out, you’ll break your neck.’ There are hundreds of ways of wording it - you just have to listen for it, my dear.

Especially from my SATANIC Brothers.   Hail Satan!  Fuck Christ

and even after two years someone still asks about what happened to us, as if we have a clue on why we fell apart.

“I hate it,” I said. “I fucking hate this song.” “You hate it because it reminds you - it brings you back to the moment you had it all, and when you lost it all.