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PAIN PERSPECTIVE AVAILABLE EVERYWHERE 09/16/22
There's many songs that tackle the tough task of watching a beloved elder slowly wilt away. Their mind and body slowly changing into something you no longer know... But have you ever thought about what that's like observing from their end? To know you're slipping and not wanting to admit it or perhaps family is showing their true nature. This is a dark corner of life that I don't often hear enough about.
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Forget Me Not:
Forgive regret repent forget, got all these things and you ain’t share shit?
Bring your dying, bring the bold, bring a shovel for the old don’t you worry it’s just pest control.
Do what you're told accept your role ignore the cold, frostmourne is the mental toll goal.
Imagine waking every morning, facing a fear that you cannot see endlessly reaching mortality.
Daily greed inside my home it let’s me know I am alone, the deepest darkness hidden in remarks.
Permanent disruption that’s evident destruction.
Eruption; the pressure we’re under is diluting discussions it’s loud like the thunder no wonder we can’t make the time.
My slate washed free my plate licked clean mind losing grip of all empathy.
I can notice, that you don’t notice...
Do you notice... the Wilted Lotus?
Would you gather the care if our boots were shared?
Second death in the air!
They promise not to forget us, I get the feeling that it won’t last long. They always promise to bring us flowers, forget me nots for our deathly hour.
Roads paving over the graveways.
Corrode, memory overgrowth, overload, overflowing covering my path back home.
Permanent disruption that’s evident destruction.
Eruption, the pressure we’re under is diluting discussions its loud like the thunder no wonder we can’t make the time.
Time, time alone to ready up my feelings.
Getting eager as my soul marries ceiling.
Concealing evil dealings, actions of growling demons just past the sky is my glowing prize.
If you could just, for once in life face what you’ve earned..
Thrown to the brimstone to burn! (Burn)
Lost like dust to the wind.
Spare me of suffering more!
You keep me alive to avoid the final goodbye, but you’re no God, so tell me why can’t I decide?
29 авг 2024
