The Calm

Cast out from a life we knew
Comfort by the gallon
Safety by the ton

Cast out from a life we once knew well
Comfort that died in vain

When clouds begin to roll in and show
The ugliness inside of us
No amount of self preservation will
Pull us back up

The void that swirls around my head
Casting the pain and suffering

When I realize that the clouds are all mine
I am the catastrophe
I designed a casket in a fitting form
Perfectly designed for me

This is my divine dream
To coexist with the enemy
Something I created in the spitting image
Of the worst parts of me

This isn't looking good
A solution to a bigger meaning that
I refuse to consume
And internalize
So what happens when light has shown itself
But we decide it'll never be enough
I will never be enough
I will never be enough

Everything that was ever said
Sits in my head like a fucking void
Eating away at me



Credits
Writer(s): Chase Holton
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