Prison

Sat down to write a letter to the person that I've hurt the most
But couldn't decide who to show all of this shit I wrote
My girl is tired of dealing with everything that's broke
I'm a hopeless monster constantly lungin' at throats
I've grown preoccupied with Death a little
Tired of constantly movin', but still scared to settle
And if them checks are little - that'll really test your mettle
I got stress on the mental, puttin' stress on my dentals
'Cause every hour I'm awake - I'm grindin', on my feet
And every minute I'm asleep - I'm grindin' on my teeth
I find it hard to sleep, in general, and hardly eat
I got some peeps that still support me, but we hardly speak
And that's on me - they keep insisting therapy would help
But I'm scared once I start talking, I'll start burying myself
Selfishly, I wanna leave my mark before I depart
Depression got me trapped in my head, apart from my heart
I'm in a...

Think about it, no real reason to be upset
Everything you've ever done or said is forgiven once you're dead
Living in my head - stressed by what I've done and what I oughtta do
Not sure that I could pretend to be normal if I wanted to
Too damaged to be sane, but too sane to use the damage as an excuse
For all this verbal abuse
Making sure I have a punching bag for permanent use
Is the only thing that keeps my ass from squirming in a noose
I got some pain I've never faced - mostly it's self-inflicted
Confusing, when you're the abuser but STILL consider yourself a victim
I need some help, my mental health is slippin'
But have an unhealthy addiction to being sick and
Besides nobody wants to help a dickhead
Keep pushing away anyone good in my life who offers wisdom
At the end of the day - my visions of "The End of Days" are coming quicker
I guess I'll just sit here, clawin' at the walls of this...