Out of Breath

Blinded I lay, my eyes have been tied

Got no impact on what has died deep inside

While oppressed by the torment I am hearing the screams

Devastating what's left of me beneath my thin skin

I counted for empathy, but I was forced to a sisyphean task

That's how I react when my self esteem is going down

Self-embarrassment

Playing your cheap game

Decomposed, left to scrape

Filled with concerns hit the mud

But even if soil covers me

I shall remain unquenched

Out of breath

My lungs are filling with dirt

I'm starting to suffocate

Spiritual sickness: unfinished business

Won't let it be the end of me

Done my best for free

When I tried to fit I thought you're not with guilt

Fuck you

It was close as fuck for you to feel how it's like to chew on a blood-soaked ground