Self Control is masochistic
It’s frustrating so I drown it.
I’m everything I ever wanted to be but
It hurts so bad so I drown it.
Misery is prolific
Its painful so I drown it.
Striving is pathetic
It’s killing me because I drown in it.
I swallow endlessly
I’m drowning…
I’m drowning…
Its hopeless so I drown it.
I’m trying not to fit the victimology but
It never shows because I drown it.
This never-ending want feels permanent
Its taken over my soul and drowned it.
There’s not much further to go when you’re drowning…
I swallow endlessly
I’m drowning..
I’m drowning…
All I need is a brick.