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We all have times in our lives when everything compounding at once seems like too much to take. Personally, I find that hard metal music more comforting than slow, soothing melodies. Perhaps I can relate to it, get lost in it. Living with anxiety is hard, and sometimes there just don't seem to be adequate words to describe what I'm feeling... just noise and energy.
Boom -
You know me as the quiet one
Obedient and pious
The flower on the wall
You've written down my virtues
No apostasies
But you don't know me at all
The temperature is rising fast
Searching for oxygen
I need an outlet or I'll burst
Burn me with electricity
I'll absorb its energy
And if I blow you'll be the first
You tried to make me into diamonds
But I'm a different kind of carbon
All this pressure is building up
I think I might just go
BOOM (screaming)
I can't help it, go
BOOM
You're the fire, I'm the fuse
BOOM
Fuck it, BOOM (2x)
Does pushing someone to the edge
really change who someone is
Or do they simply uncover who they truly are
As they prepare for the fall
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