Monster Lullaby

Lyrics

Long days inside depressions clutch

Pain is symbolized in my Krutch

There are vices in my smiles

Crisis in every crossed mile

Parallels of condition

Broken is my conviction

Twisted

Sickened

I’m losing my decisions

No one can help me

If I don’t help myself

When the clock strikes twelve

I wait for my hell

For deep inside my shell

I’ve hardened

Sharpened

Growing bending

Slipping sliding

Adding

Chapters to my nightmare’s

Singing tales of demented fears

But in my cocoon

I’m evolving

Changing

Awakening

Becoming

Something

That belongs in the deepest part of the seas

Something that I don’t want to be

I hear it in my dreams

He speaks inside the line of each seam

He tells me I’m broken

To hate myself and sell my soul as a token

He sings his song

Not knowing I’m strong

He laughs, spits, lies

Provokes me, deceives me

But I recognize his voice

While my mind, he tries to make void

He tries to poison me, my thoughts he paralyze

But I found the antidote

To his monster lullaby

They laugh at my tears

They rip and scratch my dreams until they’re sheer

I punch and scream because life isn’t fair

No one cares

Only for themselves

They tease you, beat you and cast their wicked spells

But one day I will come alive

Those cuts and bruises will be my winning prize

My wings will spread, I will learn to fly

I will eat your lies

I will drink the truth from your membrane

The noose will become my necklace, the chains. . .

My bracelet

Writing, singing and bleeding my pen is my main outlet

I AM DONE with the fakeness it time to be real

The hole inside my heart is forever sealed

I am crushing the razors, the pills can go too

I AM NOT weak I am strong

I am Strong

I am STRONG

I will right his wrongs

Publicize it for all to see

He is no friend only a wicked enemy

I hear it in my dreams

He speaks inside the line of each seam

He tells me I’m broken

To hate myself and sell my soul as a token

He sings his song

Not knowing I’m strong

He laughs, spits, lies

Provokes me, deceives me

But I recognize his voice

While my mind, he tries to make void

He tries to poison me, my thoughts he paralyze

But I found the antidote

To his monster lullaby

Poke a syringe in little bit of hope

Peace

Joy and

Patience

Each dose will give him a side effect called Stress

Then the get knife of love and kill him with kindness

His blood will spill and will turn to ink

Take your pen let it all slip in

The monster lullaby is yours now

You can now write his sins

His pain and downfall is now your song

Sing your victory through his death

Your rebirth is his grave

You are free now because it was your soul you saved

Author's Note

When I wrote this I had been extremely depressed and had a strong urge to cut and other things although I’m not very optimistic, I know there is a better way to handle things so I got out my guitar and played and played until words came. I am still learning to stay strong, hope you are too.-xBloodySkyex

Reviews

[Chris Micha]

Damn!!! This is deep, intense, and oh so good. Depression can be our downfall or we can shine from it. You're shining! I've learned through my depression and ADD that it's a gift. Bravo!