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14. Insomnia

I feel myself slipping away,

Always to this graveyard,
Always to this graveyard,
My sacred place,
I can't keep away,
Once you have a taste,
A sweet yet bitter taste
Nowhere to go, no place to be
Just let the world fade away
Just let the world fade away

I just wait the day I join them,
I wait for the day I become the dead,
I just wait the day I join them,
Six feet under ready to drown.

How can I really see?
How can I believe?
When hallucinations meet reality
Is there something real?
Behind my masquerade?
Or has the illusion consumed the truth

You think you subsist, for your subexistance
But you don't know anything
You are just fly, on the wall
Watching as swatter comes to fall
You think you know, you know something
But you’re just an empty vessal of nothing

Cold and alone the world leaves you
Sleepless night build to insanity
This is the world we have
Broken, barely worth surving for

Haunted, I was always haunted
By own reflection
But now it’s just walking corpses
I barely have time
To contemplate my suicide

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