I don’t feel much anymore

But when I feel, I feel like shit

Decomposing slowly

I inch through life and fucking deal with it

Everyday is a personal hell

Trapped in my mind and left to dwell

If you strung me from my neck I’d kick out the chair with a smile on my face as I gasp for air

Hell is not the fire beneath

But living through by the skin of your teeth

Heaven is not the sky above

But finding the part of myself that I’m proud of

Everyday is a struggle to survive

Not afraid to die just afraid to stay alive

Everyday is a struggle to breathe

Everyday is like pulling teeth

Pull the teeth from my goddamn mouth

Rip the flesh from my goddamn bones

Strip my life of any fucking hope or value

Leave me to fade and die alone

Pulling teeth

Everyday is like pulling teeth