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Open Casket
The Anxiety is tripling
The propriety is crippling
Every day brings a new challenge
Every day brings another chance to fail
These feelings are heavier than the silence at an open casket
I can’t suppress it
Now all I can do now is mask it
People say they care,
But their promises are emptier than air.
I try, try, try again to no avail.
I wish I had the power to prevail,
Over these emotions, these feelings, it’s unfair
These actions undo all the hard work I’ve done
And that’s all because,
The Anxiety is tripling
The propriety is crippling
Every day brings a new challenge
Every day brings another chance to fail
These feelings are heavier than the silence at an open casket
I can’t suppress it
Now all I can do now is mask it
I took meds to make me feel better,
They never worked,
I even wrote a letter.
To all the ones I thought were with me,
All the ones I thought had my back.
They were probably all left unread,
Makes me wonder if I’d be better off dead.
All because,
The Anxiety is tripling
The propriety is crippling
Every day brings a new challenge
Every day brings another chance to fail
These feelings are heavier than the silence at an open casket
I can’t suppress it
All I can do now is mask it.
If I were to die how would it go?
Would it be an open casket?
Or would I be too mutilated for that?
Would they be able to mask it?
The joy of it finally being over?
It wouldn’t just benefit me.
The Anxiety is tripling
The propriety is crippling
Every day brings a new challenge
Every day brings another chance to fail
These feelings are heavier than the silence at an open casket
I can’t suppress it
All I can do now is mask it.
But then, what’s next?
I’m struggling with myself, It’s scary
On the verge of life and death.
How do I get myself out of,
This hairy situation I found myself in?
But then, they showed they really do care,
Broke through at the right time.
Showing me some real hope,
It’s time to put down the rope.
Now,
The gaiety is tripling
The Sobriety is liberating
Every day brings a new challenge
Every day brings a new chance to prevail
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