Astray (Song)

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  • Dedicated to The Old Me
                                        

Astray

This feeling is so right

My little, evil treat

The pain isn't gnawing

But I still cannot eat

I'll never defeat this Hell I've created

The taste of it is too sweet

But you still sit there and ask me

Is it everything you anticipated?

Or does it crumble you back down to your feet?

My happiness is fading

I know I will never go back

To the person I was before

My heart is too black

But I keep running my endeavor forever

Can you tell me when this will end?

Will my addiction kill me

Or will you save me before I promise to stop never? 

The Devil is here to take me

And he wants to devour me whole

Lifeless, I am now,

I think I sold my soul 

I can't get out of this

There is no escape

Just one hit is all it'll take

Sketch in my heart,

The fear I cause you to feel

As I crush your world with uncontrollable shakes

The delusions, the confusion

As my heart begins to break

This sweet taste I'll keep and crave

Something I'll fight to my grave

Random rage, can you explain?

Will I forever carry this pain?

Do I cause your heart to break?

Why don't you just leave now,

GO! Find your escape.

I've gone days now

Without a blink of sleep

I keep trying and trying

I'll inhale the smoke

The inhuman breath

I now release

This pain will soon turn to death

My craving will come to end

The Devil comes to collect my dues

And takes me away

I was here for him to send

But I'm not dead yet!

How is this the end?!

My tongue is numb

My feelings are ravishing

Something in me is crawling

I scratch and claw

To rid myself of these disgusting bugs

This is never enough

I need more!

What happened to my score?

My panic

The paranoia

I'm not crazy, really

Shut and lock my door! 

It's absorbing to my core

I'm laying here, on the floor

My body, inside I'm shaking

Rocking on the balls of my feet

The Devil comes, again, for the taking

What am I?

I'm beginning to become like the rest of them

I keep searching, but where is my friend?

Is he under the couch?

Maybe he's under the table!

What am I to you?

Just a pathetic statistic

Don't give me a fucking label

I need my other hit

I'm turning and turning

Greedily staring

One after another

Hide it all from mother

Where's my hit?

Where's my score?

I won't quit

I told you that before 

What am I?

But another bottomless pit of untold lies

Where is the sorrow

You said you would feel?

I'm consuming you

Even myself, I'm stuck in my head

My mind is like a cracking rock

It's all over the place

Inside I rot

I depend on it

It's my source of happiness

But does this bliss

Actually exist?

You told me before to quit

But now I crave another hit

I keep haunting you in your nightmares and dreams

You watch me open my mouth

But you hear no screams

My eyes widen and my pupils grow to black

Here's the pain it now masks

But you don't hear what I really want

I don't want this Devil

Me, he wants to haunt

Please, help . . . take my pain away

Save me when I go astray 

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