Broken Thoughts… Thinking Back On The Before…

Published by

chewingonglass

on

September 14, 2023

To have and to hold
A poison for the soul
Until death we part
A union forged in the flames
Of our own mutual despair
Hand against my throat
A pain too many of us know
Needles and pins
Walking on egg shells
An existence forged by our hands
To have and to hold
A fatal dose for the soul
Until death do, we part
A sentence spread over a lifetime
Of our own communal misery
Hands against our throats
A pain too many of us know
Pins and needles
Glass to crawl through
An existence forged by our own hands
Picking apart the existence of an existential memory

A feeling deep inside… under the skin where it lies…

So, you think you can tell
The difference between heaven and hellAnother moment trapped in between
The pleasure and the pain
Raise a fist, a foot to my spine
Take what isn’t yours
Taken everything else
What’s holding you back from the end?
So, you think you can tell
The difference between my anger and my pain
Another moment strapped in
The loneliness and the shame
Beat down what isn’t yours
Beaten in everything else
What’s holding you back from the end?
So, you think you can tell
The difference between feel and felt
Another moment trapped in between
The ecstasy and hate
Thinking of the ways I will end you
So raise a fist, a foot to my spine
Strap me in, trap me into the moment
The only thing holding me back
Is the fact I will never be like you

A feeling deep inside… under the skin where it lies…

A broken social scene
Death party inside my head
Broken social scene
Broken social scene
A broken social scene
Digging deeper, pieces falling
A fucking life tattered and torn
A soul left in splinters
The voices told me not to say anything
Never could listen to them either
A broken social scene
Face down deep
A broken social scene
Buried deeper then I would, could imagine
A broken social scene
In my head has only become my mind
I’m laughing, but it isn’t funny
I’m laughing because I know that I am right
The voices told me not to say anything
But I never cared much for what they had to say
In this broken social scene

Broken Thoughts

Merch

Visuals

Books

Media

Thoughts

Still here… that’s something I guess… Could be worse… might be worse… I don’t know what every day has in store for myself or anyone else… Head up and feet forward… marching on I suppose is all that we really need to know…

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