The End Of An Era

The End of An Era

I can feel your cold fingers clawing at my back.
I can hear you urging me to drift back towards the black.
You promise me darkness is my only friend
and for the rest of eternity I should spend
every waking and non-waking moment there with you.
I know that you lie and your promises won’t ever become true.

I feel your entire presence wrapped tightly around me.
I want desperately to be free
from the massive weight I carry around having you here.
I would give anything to make you disappear.
I want you to disappear from my life for good!
Go back to dwelling in hell if you would.
I feel weak and broken down but I’m still here resisting you.
Defeating me has become more than you can chew.

You attack me every chance you get.
Leave me crying out for help in a puddle of sweat.
Panic and fear overcomes me and wears me down.
You inch closer and closer to completely taking over my town.
You make me lash out against the ones I love.
You force me to attack my sweet innocent dove.
You make me feel like shit about myself.
You tell me you’re attacking me for my own good.
You try to convince me I’m better off with you.
Time and time again you want me to believe that to be true.
You tell me you’re my friend and that I’m sad and pathetic without you.
You will never be my friend no matter how much we go through.

A real friend doesn’t attack you and try to control you with fear.
A real friend doesn’t beat you down every time they are near.
A real friend doesn’t tear you apart from the people you hold dear.
A real friend doesn’t fight with you year after year.
A friend defends you and always has your back.
A friend doesn’t try to break you to get you back on track.
A real friend is someone you enjoy having around.
You’re a blood sucking parasite who just happened to be found.

I’ve asked you nicely to leave me for good.
I would force you to leave this second if I possibly could.
You can’t accept that I don’t want you around.
I accept that you are breaking me down.
This war between us is coming to end and I’m afraid…
I’m afraid for you because in the end I will win!
I won’t allow you to control me anymore.
I won’t allow you to continue tearing apart my life.
I’m sick of the fear you’re always introducing into me.
I’m sick of the constant panic that has come to be.
I’m tired of feeling like my soul is dying.
My heart beat is slowing, that I’m not lying.
You have me worn out but I’m not down for the count.
The war has taken its toll and it’s a large amount
But I’m not afraid of you anymore.
I’m not afraid to look you in the eyes and yell at you with a roar.
I’m not afraid to take back my life!
I’m no longer afraid of your razor-sharp knife.
I’ve had it in my back for years now; its damage is done,
now I’m firing back with my words instead of a gun.
So please do me a favor now…

Get the fuck off of my back!
I’m sick and tired of your attacks.
Get the fuck away from my soul!
It’s tired of burning with you in coal.
Get the fuck away from my heart!
As far as my body goes, that’s my strongest part.
Get your fucking voice out of my head!
Stop filling it up with sorrow and dread.
Get the fuck away from me!
This is how I want things to be.
I want peace and solitude within myself.
I want happiness to fill the void in me left by the war.
I want to rebuild myself and be happy again.
I want to feel normal and sane.
No more crazy antics coming out of me.
From you banshee I’m demanding to be free!
Get the fuck away from me and get the fuck out of my life!
This is the end of our decade long strife.