Testo Apathetic

Over analyze, negatively criticize; I find it impossible to sympathize. I am led by emotions as deep as the ocean and my pessimism's causing me to drown. Sinking further and further I need the air above. The pressure's mounting on my lungs, I can feel them filling up! Oh what a mess I've become, will I ever see the person that I once used to be

Stronger everyday my apathy eats away! I am the ash of former bones once held strong. I lack the ambition to make the right decisions cause I'm so fucking tired that I can't think straight! I am so fucking tired that I can't think straight!

Like a puzzle I am formed piece by piece, attempting to create something unique. But instead I see someone vicariously living through anyone but themselves

And it makes me so fucking tired that I can't think straight! I am so fucking tired that I can't think straight! Pruned and cold I wash up on the shores of my apathy again
My mind races with itself. Staring at the floor or out the window, trying to void the thoughts in my brain and rid the pain in hopes they all slip away

Like a possession I've formed a new identity that came straight from hell to rid all I've loved. Malice and hatred now shine through, leaving me black and blue

Truly terrifying is the feeling of loss, especially when the loss is the corrosion of one's self