Black Rose of Despair (it's about an addiction)
How sad this heart of mine is
In my mind I'm fighting mad
My body a shell of rotting decay, smells of dying flesh
Soul as black as this rose in my hand
Memories of you start to unfold such a hold you have on my body
Over and over like a broken record
Voices in my head, faint whispers "your ugly and worthless"
And I just don't care, no life's not fair
Why oh why can I never be free
Eyes kept closed I don't want to see anymore
This unparalleled feeling of no self worth
Hiding in shadows alone and distraught
Body weak and weary it's tired of the war
It's fighting with it's self for so long
I fall to the floor in my despair
Only to crawl to the toilet bowl then my bed time to rest
My brain is drained endorphins
As I lay here on my pillow and weep like the willow
Eyes wonder the room with a heart of doom
I realize never will I be free
From this lone, wanting feeling
By giving you up I have nothing to gain
it peels away the layers of my pain