Nullingroots piosenki

Today I lay restless, hysterical, and nauseated beyond control. Today is the day I was brought to this world, offering it nothing in return, a true condemnation. Two years of pure fucking agony it has already been. There’s nothing I want more than to see...

Brain is the greatest torture house, I am no exception. Each wave comes stronger than the last. There are voices in the water, I hear your voice in the water. Black holes in space submerge my thoughts and memories. Panic begs for sanity, pain pleads for death....

After 2 years of what I already thought could be the lowest my life can get, he won’t respond to me. I reach out, with open arms, but just like prayer, I get no answer. I know you blame me for your loss, our loss. I don’t understand why, but I already ac...

I don’t blame you, how can I? I am dead weight, I would hold you back. I am hardly even human, at least functionally. Wretched piece of fucking shit. Blemish on this gracious world. Disgusting excuse for a father. I can’t believe that I made you....

I want to return. Where have I gone? This pale, overarching shadow is not what I once lived. Dull, gray textures surrounds all peripheries. Who am I? This was not my intent. A once physical subsistence has now been superseded mentally and emotionally, or has t...

I try, but I get no response I beg for God to rid this pain An affidavit to my own well-being that may never be answered If not for me, then for that who I’ve brought into this world, 18 years ago The only thing that keeps me in contentment to this day...

Everyday around quarter past three, you burst into the bathroom searching for me. I'm hidden by your mother while you are away. She says you’re incredibly unstable these days. I feel your anger as your hand grips me tight. I am the only one that helps you sl...

Subdued and restless. Forcefully trudged along while accompanied by hysteria and nausea. Consumed by dolor, reminiscent traits of a life once lived begin fading. Confined to vague recollections and a bleak presence, I am defined by my newly found subsistence....

Dawn of the morning that killed the world. Transparency, a window to Heaven mirrored an ocean below. Translucency, there was never a face that could be seen. White light flooded the brooding eye. The hands of youth severed at first breath under the delusive va...

This thing inside of you is very real. it's black, it's horrible, it wants out, It’s sending you out as a harbinger of pain and suffering. Suffocating feelings of horror and death are like that hand that’s always been around your throat. You haven't spok...

Why have you gone? Two years already gone. I still recall a vivid picture. One with color, vibrance, and contrast. Our life together, but more importantly, yours. The one you have lost. I want it back, I want our lives.