Lyrics
Every day I live the trauma again
Experiencing recurring trauma daily.
I'm placing this out in the open
Sharing and expressing the pain openly.
I've become one with my pain
Identifying with and embracing the pain.
I have no choice in this anymore
Feeling a lack of control or choice in the matter.
My burning frustration
Expressing intense frustration.
Mind over matter but nothing to be said
Acknowledging the power of the mind but feeling unable to communicate.
Mind over matter but nothing to be said
Reiterating the inability to express thoughts despite mental strength.
In my home, in my haven
Once a comforting place, now filled with fear and pain.
It now brings nothing but fear and pain
Others witnessing the negative transformation in the speaker's home.
Each day the people around me get to see it
The daily impact of violence on those around the speaker.
This fucking violence
Strong disapproval and frustration with the prevailing violence.
Weak, I'm living out a fucking hollow existence
Feeling weak and living an empty existence.
Weak, I'm living out a fucking hollow existence
Repeating the sense of living in emptiness and weakness.
I wonder how much I underestimate myself
Reflecting on potential underestimation of oneself.
Cascading words that whirl within
Words and thoughts swirling within, causing internal turmoil.
You brought this all upon yourself
Attributing responsibility for suffering to oneself.
And the great sleep that lies upon my mind
Describing a profound mental burden (the great sleep).
You brought this on yourself
Reiterating self-blame for the mental burden.
My burning frustration
Reiterating intense frustration within the speaker.
Mind over matter but nothing to be said
Emphasizing the difficulty of expressing thoughts despite mental strength.
Am I fit to walk this path I've chosen
Questioning the suitability of the chosen life path.
Blinded by my own rage
Being blinded by one's own anger.
Crying for air, yearn to be free from despair, biting down through my tongue
Expressing a desire for freedom from despair and intense physical reaction to stress.
Blood swiftly wells in my lungs
Physiological response to stress, with blood in the lungs.
I will never be rid of this memory
Permanence of traumatic memory.
Left with me for eternity
Left with the traumatic memory for eternity.
Regurgitation of the pain
Reiteration of the continual expression of pain.
Regurgitation of the pain
Repetition of the ongoing regurgitation of emotional pain.
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