I just found these lyrics in a word document, I thought it was a story idea I wrote, but it was lyrics I wrote about 6 months ago it's kinda dark themed and slightly fucked up/cryptic style.
Harder and harder the rain falls
Saturating and corroding my soul where it lay
The monsters of my innards are ripping out
Demons of my thoughts showing themselves
They brave the light, but I don’t show my face to the crowd.
The challenges of life weight on my shoulders
I’m not an atlas, you can't find my pages
The torment of my life encircles the gutter
Sludge of regret is filling my basin
I can end it by stepping out of the beast within.
The sludge is spewing from my wrists
The pressure releases its toxins in my soul
The knife writhes in the deadmans' trigger hand.
It doesn’t want to watch but I force it to
The implosion habit has finished before it began.
The fog of my ignorance hasn’t lifted
I’ve been carving around this dead-end wall for too long
Immersion is the only way to cleanse the shattering within.
The party has began to pull me in
I have been measured and compared.
Always deemed imperfect
Being imperfect as my perfection
Forced to been seen in a different light
The chatter settles in my head
Negative ideas stem from roots
I’ve caved into the everyman.