Stillborn
Dancing on the Edge of Despair: Harakiri For The Sky's Stillborn Reflections
Lyrics
I wonder if depression ever ends
I contemplate whether depression ever comes to an end.
Or if it will end me
Questioning whether depression will overcome and consume the individual.
I’m still dancing on the edge of the blade
Expressing being on the brink of danger or self-harm.
Till it cuts me in half
Continuing to dance on the edge until the emotional pain becomes unbearable.
Some days I feel everything at once
Describing intense emotional fluctuations, feeling everything simultaneously on some days.
Other days I feel nothing at all
Contrasting the intense emotions by feeling absolute numbness on other days.
So what’s worse?
Raising a question about the relative severity of different emotional states.
Drowning beneath the waves or dying from the thirst?
Comparing the challenges of drowning beneath overwhelming emotions to dying from the lack of emotional fulfillment.
I dropped my Prozac from one day to the other
Announcing the decision to stop taking Prozac suddenly without remorse.
I do not regret, why should I bother?
Expressing a lack of regret and questioning the need to feel concerned.
I just wonder what will happen?!
Pondering the consequences of discontinuing medication.
Maybe it will kill me… …eventually set me free…
Suggesting that stopping medication may lead to self-destruction or liberation.
Neither do I ask the night to explain
Declining to seek an explanation from the night, preferring to let it embrace and surround.
I wait for it and it envelops me
Waiting for the night to bring solace and comfort.
And so you, me, gloom and light…
Highlighting the interconnectedness of individuals, darkness, and light.
…and shadows… …are…
Emphasizing the presence of shadows in this interconnected existence.
Don‘t charm away my melancholy, it‘s everything I’ve got
Resisting any attempts to dispel melancholy, as it is seen as an integral part of the self.
To me it’s kind of death, but I‘m forced to keep living
Viewing melancholy as a form of death, despite the obligation to continue living.
I won’t glorify or romanticize what you call heartbreak
Rejecting the glorification or romanticization of heartbreak.
But nothing in this world was promised or belonged to you…
Acknowledging the absence of guarantees or entitlements in life.
Someday someone won’t be afraid of the lows I drag
Anticipating that someone will eventually understand and accept the emotional lows.
They won’t stay on the shore, they’ll meet me in the depths
Envisioning a connection with someone willing to explore the depths of emotional experience.
I am not dead but also not alive
Describing an existence between life and death, resembling a ghost with a living heart.
I seem like a ghost with a beating heart
Highlighting the paradox of being alive yet feeling detached, akin to a ghost.
Cause death is not the greatest loss in life
Contemplating that the real loss in life is not physical death but the internal decay during personal growth.
But what dies inside us while we fledge
Reflecting on the internal changes and losses experienced during the process of maturation.
We are walking away quietly into empty spaces
Choosing to depart silently, leaving behind vacant spaces.
We are trying to close the gaps of the past
Attempting to reconcile and overcome the lingering effects of the past.
Cause of all sad words of tongue or pen
Quoting a poignant truth about missed opportunities and unrealized potential.
The saddest are these: It might have been
Expressing sorrow over the most regrettable situations, marked by what could have been.
Don’t charm away my melancholy, it‘s everything I’ve got
Reiterating the resistance to dispel melancholy as it is a fundamental aspect of self.
To me it’s kind of death, but I‘m forced to keep living
Seeing melancholy as a form of death while being compelled to continue living.
I won’t glorify or romanticize what you call heartbreak
Rejecting the idealization or romanticization of heartbreak.
But nothing in this world was promised or belonged to you…
Acknowledging the absence of assurances or possessions in the world.
…was promised or belonged to you
Stressing the absence of guarantees or ownership in life.
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