So tired of the obsession and shameful lies that have been creating by my own self.
It's time to let go of the past that is no longer relevant,
Besides in my own screwed-up mind. There is not past left, and the future is terribly uncertain because of the mistakes made.
The mind set obsession, really, is no one's fault but my own
It would be so much easier to only to blame it on for you, for placing this curse upon my fate
We may seem tightly bound to each other, but I am lying to myself
And I want to break through, because I may not seem afraid, but I am terrified
There is no support or help for the idea I am about to exercise in my own world.
I never wanted this to end, but I never intended for it to begin.
I took this upon into my own hands, when I had forgotten that I don't control the way paths weave together into one.
This dark and despairing place, so cold and unforgiving.
How did I become of this place, when I never meant to? - How did this come upon me, when I didn't expect for it to be brought upon me, shouldn't someone else be blamed for the mistakes that I have made and despaired?
Feelings and emotions have risen deep inside me,
Clawing to get out…
And I know for that reason of which that I can blame you.
The world, as said before, ends with a whimper, for it begun with a bang.
The dreams emitted from inside, borne from you and me,
It never meant anything to psychological state of mind that is mine.
This entire process of letting go, has been the hardest of all.
How can one let go when they know of no other ways that they have been taught?
Letting go, it is, and has never been the hardest part.
Watching you leave, not caring about letting go,
That's the hardest part.