Our Scars (Redux)

Our scars, our scars, have made us who we are
There is bliss in suffering, so we carve the knife in deeper and deeper to feel something
Oh how I’m longing to feel effervescent and real
Close your eyes, this'll go away
(Maybe)
The fondness I seek hidden within memories
So far down you cannot see it
I locked the door and threw away the key that you will never get from me
What will it take for you to admit that you’re just as lost as I am
Stop pretending it’ll be just fine
and never say that I’ll be alright
I am just as broken as you
I won’t be sound until you’re nowhere to be found
Closing my eyes makes staying here and alive
Worth the price of irrelevance
Existence is pain
Our scars, our scars, have made us who we are
There is bliss in suffering, so we carve the knife in deeper and deeper to feel something
Oh how I’m longing to feel effervescent and real
“To feel whole is to consume all that feeds your desire for pain, become one with the hate that flows through your veins. Only then will you be strong enough to endure the insufferable longevity of life itself.”
There is bliss in suffering
You are weak
Do not speak