The minutes feel like hours,
And the statues always tower,
Over my mossy gravestone,
Finally finding a place to call home,
But too afraid, too afraid to speak up
Because she doesn't want to be alone
Here in these walls is where I will hide,
Bury all of my memories and burn them inside
Of my mind, it's like a prison, can you feel it?
It's biting me like an annoying ick, an annoying tick.
And I look in the mirror,
I see my body,
All I see is disgusting,
I'm just a wasted alien searching for a reason
To exist tonight.
My road has reached its end,
I can't continue to pretend
That this is fine,
The truth is
I'm slowly falling into a broken pit
Of self doubt and depression
Controlled by the dark oppression,
The spirits eat my flesh away and
leave me to rot in my fucking cage.
I'm sorry to disappoint, this is not where I end.The minutes feel like hours,
And the statues always tower,
Over my mossy gravestone,
Finally finding a place to call home,
But too afraid, too afraid to speak up
Because she doesn't want to be aloneHere in these walls is where I will hide,
Bury all of my memories and burn them inside
Of my mind, it's like a prison, can you feel it?
It's biting me like an annoying ick, an annoying tick.
And I look in the mirror,
I see my body,
All I see is disgusting,
I'm just a wasted alien searching for a reason
To exist tonight.
Standing tall in the dark church hall,
the sins of a black tall statue,
Sinful like an everlasting barrel of gaul,
Carve my heart out and butcher it with a hatchet
Can you promise to catch it
When I fall?
I'm an alien, I don't have human feelings
Or so you say, how can you possibly know how I'm feeling?
You're just a little demon lingering on hallucinations,
and you rain your problems like precipitation on my mind
and now I'm stuck wondering if I'm even alive
...Am I fine?The minutes feel like hours,
And the statues always tower,
Over my mossy gravestone,
Finally finding a place to call home,
But too afraid, too afraid to speak up
Because she doesn't want to be aloneHere in these walls is where I will hide,
Bury all of my memories and burn them inside
Of my mind, it's like a prison, can you feel it?
It's biting me like an annoying ick, an annoying tick.
And I look in the mirror,
I see my body,
All I see is disgusting,
I'm just a wasted alien searching for a reason
To exist tonight.
I just need someone to love
I just need someone to hold
I just need someone to love
I just need someone to hold
I just need someone to call my home
I just need someone to call my own
I just need someone to call my home
I just need someone to call my own
I'm holding out for a planet
My own planet for an alien who was isolated
A planet of my own company, a planet where I am accepted
Where I can be my own person and be loved for it
I'm sick of all the abuse,
My wounds are full of bruises,
They're long dead but long living,
Because they are repeating, repeating and repeating
And now I feel like I'm drowning.The minutes feel like hours,
And the statues always tower,
Over my mossy gravestone,
Finally finding a place to call home,
But too afraid, too afraid to speak up
Because she doesn't want to be alone...
No, I don't want to be alone...
Alone,
What's it like?
What's it like?
Alone?
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Headspace I - Remastered
Poetry"Headpsace I" is an introspective poetry collection that delves into the complexities of the mind, charting a course through the tumultuous waters of mental health, self-identity, and the darkness that whispers from the corners of our consciousness...