Cursed

Cursed at life,
Count with me,
Let me introduce you to my demons...
Here's 1, 2 and 3.

Tear me down,
Build me up blindly.
My triggers deafen me, 
(Why can't you hear me?)
Trauma quiets me.
(Throat closed up, can't breathe).
Seduce me,
Wrap me up in your intimacies. 

I lost touch with everything close to me,
I count myself in
Just to count myself out.
I'm crashing too fast,
Too sedated to slow down.

Cursed at life,
Can't stop,
Can't maintain,
Can't keep a hold on what's killing me.
Please,
Relieve me from this pain.

Help me refrain,
What's life with no gain?
Wasting my life,
One day at a time.
Why's it so hard to get back on my grind?

Take it one minute at a time,
Every day is a struggle,
Learning to live all over again.
I had to take a step back from the game.

addictiondarkdepressiondrugemotionsrhyme

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