Animosity

I'm sick of burning coffins just to prove

That I'm alive but I can still see

The dead every time I close my eyes.

How many sick lonely nights carving

My name into the paint, until the voices

In the walls can convince me that I'm saint?

I'm counting down the days until I'm just another grave.

Each year another nail as my body wilts away

Like a river that's shallow or a road that is deep.

I've climbed to the top but the hills are so steep.

Why feel so worthless when you've done what you can?

I know I deserve this. I will until the end.

I'm not complaining cause I live for these

Sounds but it's hard to move forward with your eyes to the ground.

Sometimes I wonder how long it would be

Before someone came looking for me

I swear we're all dead, we've been dead for years.

How many bodies can we turn before we notice the tears?

How many people can we hurt?

Like a river that's shallow or a road that is deep.

I've climbed to the top but the hills are so steep.

Why feel so worthless when you've done what you can?

I know I deserve this. I will until the end.

I'm not complaining cause I live for these sounds

But it's hard to move forward with your eyes to the ground

I hope your actions leave you in a world of solitude and loneliness.

Because what you've left behind is pure dysfunction and heart break.

One day you'll feel it in your bones

You are worthless and soon my voice will echo through your dreams.

Is this an order? Or is this a plea?

How the fuck could you know what is wrong with me?

Sometimes I wonder how long it would be before someone came looking for me.