Symphony of Shit (SOS)
Life is a journey through the woods
And I’m stuck in a bitter-sweet loop
Many times, I’ve sworn I’ll change, but
No matter what, every day’s the same
Self-hate, OCD, anxiety, and more
Oh, woe is me, I’ve hit rock bottom
Yet, I still believe that one merry day
I’ll find a way to settle my scores
Drowning in toxicity as I plan for a better me
If only I could escape this mess,
Fall into
a deep, dark sleep
They say, “losing’s half the battle,” but
I’ve yet to have a single victory
So I trudge along this frightful road
In this pile of shit which is my own
As I hum quietly to a happy song
To prolong the crippling sadness
But alas, my friends, I am not free
And this path is not my own
For when demons whisper in the night
I open my ears to hear a dreadful
sermon of sinful symphonies
When I close my ears to their horrid noise,
Then they begin to scream.
“Let me in your head,” they say,
As they drain my vital energy
Weaken my mind and harden my soul,
Until my submission is guaranteed
As they lead me down this path to nowhere,
Pleasure and pain become one
I give in to their horrid influence, lost
On this path of horrors forevermore
As the demons screech and dance around me
Gleefully penetrating my damaged psyche
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