Buried - Renounced

Buried Inside

Here again, stuck in this four-walled hell that’s closing in, like a hand

around my throat

It squeezes tighter until it becomes a rope

At 26 I have grown so sick

The memories that have kept me sane are dying out

Existence

Indifference

Everything that mattered now lies blistered

All that mattered is now walking on a knifes edge

Do we truly believe that love exists forever?

No more

Buried inside we search, for answers

Buried inside