Chewing On Glass…

The empty space growing within my brain
With the strength of a thousand suns
I couldn’t overcome this thing I’ve become
Took peace for all it was worth
The internal struggle has gone on too long
Embracing face to face… neither had anything to say
Broken beyond repair the connections remain frayed
Spoken like a victim and a perpetrator
Thought I could tell the difference
Turns out they were one and the same

Breaking away from the things dragging me down…

The nails they are chipping
Thinking about what it is that you said
I’m sure it had a meaning in the end
But the beginning has gotten me thinking
That none of this was meant to make any sense
A ranting, an assembly of the mind that wasn’t there
The skins they are peeling
Thinking about what it is that you said
I’m sure you have to have had a point to this
But the more you speak the less I’m sure
That any of this was meant to make any sense
A congregation, an assembly of absent mindedness
The woods are splintering
Thinking about what it is that you said
I’m sure it couldn’t have all been lies
But the beginning has gotten me thinking
That none of this was mean to make any real sense
Why is it that we only have to meet on Sundays
When there are so many days left in the week?

Things I thought I had to say… Things I thought I had to do…

No matter how hard I try
There’s no forgiveness found within
Tore me apart and left me like this
What you’ve done can’t be undone
Stuck in this place inside my head
A prison created by my own insecurities
My own faults of what I have become
Can’t overcome what’s been done this time
Hurt can be found no matter where you look
A lesson I’ve had to learn first hand
Digging up thoughts where I shouldn’t have
Trust is hard to come by when its been taken away
Memories of how I felt… Still feeling them every day
There’s no getting around what’s been done
No matter how hard I try
There’s no forgiveness found inside

Breaking down the barriers of what is in good taste and what is not…

It’s getting dark
The night sky has come up
Setting sun has set
May have gotten that in reverse
Not sure but it doesn’t hurt
This feeling inside my head
Like I might kill myself again
Each poor decision permanently marked
On a map made of human flesh
Paints a picture… unclear at first…
About what’s going on in my mind
Art is subjective… but so is living in this skin
Made a promise that I wouldn’t
Not anymore… words I said
But my heart wasn’t really in it
Does that sound familiar?
It should… words you said
To try and make me feel better
Can’t escape this feeling in my head
It’s getting dark again
The night sky has come up
Setting sun has set
May have gotten something mixed up
Not sure but it doesn’t hurt
These feelings living in my head

Coming to the end of another cycle… so there are a lot of unused parts and pieces over the past year… Thanks for hanging in there… Hopefully you didn’t find it all to be shit…

Some of these were left out because maybe they were a little too personal at the time… or I wasn’t feeling it… Either way there has been enough time and separation from that time to put them out there…

If these odds and ends weren’t your thing… no worries… but you might want to skip part 2… Still no hard feelings… Everything will be back to normal after that as I transition into this next cycle of Broken Thoughts…

Hope all is well…