Muted Ire (This is Nothing Compared to what's in Store) (Fucking Read it Anyways Please).

Spilling my heart
with simple strokes
I hope not pray
that it touches your soul

A social animal
a man in the cold
if this is sounding like Genesis
it's 'cause I'm just an echo

A mirror
creating reflections
a life lived in love
in much need of direction
Please give me some?

I get so low
so down
so stressed
that sometimes it's hard
to even get dressed

And when I fucking struggle
to even get out of bed
you all just say
“We love the pain in your head”

Like it's all somehow worth it
that I feel this worthless
to keep the art coming
you'd pull me under the surface

I don't owe you shit
most of you don't even take it
no one would notice
if I were to just quit

the worst part is pretending
that you're obligated
to hear about my problems
like I have a right to be pissed

I don't even know
in what my feelings consist
I'm steering a ship on the waves
holding on as I rock and pitch

Just let me fall overboard
drowning in the seas
stranger, fish my body out
and hang me between the trees









Connections To Other Work

Genesis
Reflections (A Walk I Remember)
Between the Trees
The Worst Part is pretending
I'm so fucking depressed