Anathema of Sick

I will never understand it
It still hurts to think about it
Take these walls away from me
So I can leave this place
I can be sane
You were all my anything and everything could be
Now the very thought of you makes me feel unclean
You were all my anything and everything could be
I hate how easily you completely sicken me
You'll always be there, in the back of my mind
Your lies will always be there, in the back of my mind
Your words still cut their way, into my head
Why won't this loathing feeling, just leave me alone?
I'm sick of seeing your face, in all my dreams.
Filth, pain, and disgust fill my head
If I could only just erase you from my memory
If I could only just forget all these things!



Credits
Writer(s): Aleksei Pavlov
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