Awake but not alive as I scrawl these words
All that is left, that I am, a rotting walking corpse
Enervate the machine that holds me down
I can't handle defeat one more fucking time
One more attempt to rectify the inclined angles in my life
I made myself a prisoner in a pattern I despise
I despise
Point blank fire, for all you've done
There is hope in this bullet, freedom in this gun
I made myself a prisoner in this system I despise
All that's left of me is a hollow stare and hope that slowly dies
Retaliation
Enervate the machine that holds me down, retaliation on the structure that tore me down
As this repulsion escalates,
I start to realize that I have to get rid of these chains that bind me
So this is my last attempt to rectify my life
Get back to who I once was
And break free
I hope I don't live to see tomorrow if it's the same as today
Again control has slipped out of my hands
I can't live life this way