Untitled (It's striking)
It's striking
How enticing
The abyss can really be, and
it's haunting
And it's daunting
...How intense the pain can get, and
it's horrifying,
Mortifying
What it makes you think, when
You cannot cope,
You've lost your hope,
Your veins are but a binding rope...
But there's always something you can change
Though you may find the concept strange;
A way out even for deranged and
Battered, beaten, lifeless brains:
Just look around you:
Life surrounds you:
Hope can find you soon...
Just stay on board, don't leap to death;
Though you may disagree, you are not doomed.
How enticing
The abyss can really be, and
it's haunting
And it's daunting
...How intense the pain can get, and
it's horrifying,
Mortifying
What it makes you think, when
You cannot cope,
You've lost your hope,
Your veins are but a binding rope...
But there's always something you can change
Though you may find the concept strange;
A way out even for deranged and
Battered, beaten, lifeless brains:
Just look around you:
Life surrounds you:
Hope can find you soon...
Just stay on board, don't leap to death;
Though you may disagree, you are not doomed.
Lying awake, part I
I was sailing with a friend, our two sailboats riding adjacent.
We slept sep'rate and far as I can tell, he was complacent.
But I was haunted, hounded by the horror and the sorrow;
For plaguing me was agony and memories that wer[e no]t my own.
I was writhing, I was squirming, I was twisting in my bed.
I was whispering, so frantically, and begging for reprieve --
I was watching and was staring at the pictures in my head.
I was whispering and frantically, I begged the sights to leave.
A nightmare, horror-vision, seen while I was still awake;
A mortifying video that made my very soul ache.
I tried distract[ing] my renegade and disobedient old brain
But all my efforts were for naught; my whisperings in vain.
I fought awake and left my bed and stumbled to the deck;
I desp'rately delusion'ly attempted to divine a way
To stop my mind, to find a way to keep the sights in check,
But all I found was terror as I waited for the breaking of the day.
I thrashed around and flailed and coughed and choked on through the night;
I stared ahead and saw that storm, was overcome by fright.
And from the clouds, the ghosts flew out, and swirled and hovered in the air,
And whispering and shouting to me, filled my head with deep despair.
Restless spirits screamed at me -- totality of memory;
The noise inside my head sent me into a darkened reverie.
I ran around in circles, helpless, hopeless, wishing for some sleep
As madness and insanity into my heart began to creep.
Terrified and mesmerized, I watched as they tore into me;
Petrified; these creatures from beyond the physicality --
The mind's disruption always leads us into sanity's corruption --
Interruptions and [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Intrusive_thoughts]intrusions[/url] lead us right into delusions;
Intrusive imaginings of horrors ended long ago
Had ravaged me and tackled me and knocked me o'er toward the bow.
I stumbled and I staggered and I came close to the edge,
And horrified and haggard, I came closer to my dread.
And I began to tumble o'er the railing.
Even as the ghosts surround me --
Even as my heart is pounding --
Even as they fly around me --
Even as my mind astounds me --
Even as the storm confounds me --
I begin to wonder: can I stop myself? Save myself?
Or shall I fall into the stormy sea?
[sauce / full version]We slept sep'rate and far as I can tell, he was complacent.
But I was haunted, hounded by the horror and the sorrow;
For plaguing me was agony and memories that wer[e no]t my own.
I was writhing, I was squirming, I was twisting in my bed.
I was whispering, so frantically, and begging for reprieve --
I was watching and was staring at the pictures in my head.
I was whispering and frantically, I begged the sights to leave.
A nightmare, horror-vision, seen while I was still awake;
A mortifying video that made my very soul ache.
I tried distract[ing] my renegade and disobedient old brain
But all my efforts were for naught; my whisperings in vain.
I fought awake and left my bed and stumbled to the deck;
I desp'rately delusion'ly attempted to divine a way
To stop my mind, to find a way to keep the sights in check,
But all I found was terror as I waited for the breaking of the day.
I thrashed around and flailed and coughed and choked on through the night;
I stared ahead and saw that storm, was overcome by fright.
And from the clouds, the ghosts flew out, and swirled and hovered in the air,
And whispering and shouting to me, filled my head with deep despair.
Restless spirits screamed at me -- totality of memory;
The noise inside my head sent me into a darkened reverie.
I ran around in circles, helpless, hopeless, wishing for some sleep
As madness and insanity into my heart began to creep.
Terrified and mesmerized, I watched as they tore into me;
Petrified; these creatures from beyond the physicality --
The mind's disruption always leads us into sanity's corruption --
Interruptions and [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Intrusive_thoughts]intrusions[/url] lead us right into delusions;
Intrusive imaginings of horrors ended long ago
Had ravaged me and tackled me and knocked me o'er toward the bow.
I stumbled and I staggered and I came close to the edge,
And horrified and haggard, I came closer to my dread.
And I began to tumble o'er the railing.
Even as the ghosts surround me --
Even as my heart is pounding --
Even as they fly around me --
Even as my mind astounds me --
Even as the storm confounds me --
I begin to wonder: can I stop myself? Save myself?
Or shall I fall into the stormy sea?
None.