New Fiction
Echoes of Broken Reflections: Some Ghosts Unveil a Tale of Self-Destruction
Lyrics
Window frame, blush with rot and decay
Describing a decaying window frame, symbolizing deterioration and neglect.
I'm wasting away inside this broken home
Expressing a sense of decay and despair within the context of a broken home.
In vein, while taking no blame
Feeling hopeless and attributing problems to others without taking responsibility.
I'll suffer the same fate that took my fathers life
Fearing a fate similar to the speaker's father, possibly involving tragedy or hardship.
I heard all the stories about nice cars and great health
Contrasting the speaker's struggles with societal expectations of success and well-being.
But I can't stand myself and the hole that I've dug
Expressing self-disgust and a deep emotional hole that the speaker has created.
So I smash every mirror that displays reflection
Destroying mirrors as a metaphor for avoiding self-reflection and facing personal flaws.
Repeated recollection of where things went wrong
Repeating memories of past mistakes and reflecting on where things went wrong.
Binge, purge, I'm fucked up on the floor again
Engaging in self-destructive behaviors like binge eating and purging.
Need something to numb the pain
Seeking something to numb emotional pain, possibly through substances.
Pray for deaths warm embrace
Expressing a desire for death as a release from suffering.
Every dumb mistake that I've made
Regretting past mistakes and acknowledging their impact on the speaker's life.
Every night, repeating on and on
Highlighting the repetitive nature of the speaker's nightly struggles and regrets.
Don't stay cause I'll only show you what I want to portray
Warning others not to stay as the speaker only reveals a curated version of themselves.
And replace any semblance of who I really am
Replacing true identity with a façade to hide vulnerabilities and flaws.
Counting days, rush to hide my face, its all the same
Describing a monotonous existence where the speaker rushes to hide their true emotions.
I suffer all alone
Acknowledging and enduring suffering in isolation.
A disgrace, I lost the rat race. Lonelier poets have strung me along
Feeling like a disgrace and losing the metaphorical race of life, influenced by lonelier poets.
I wish I felt happy, I wish I felt loved
Expressing a yearning for happiness and love that seems elusive.
There's an end in my future but not soon enough
Anticipating an end in the future but feeling that it's not coming soon enough.
Each day a new failure, each day a new drug
Each day brings new failures and reliance on substances as a coping mechanism.
I know that's it stupid, its never enough
Acknowledging the futility of certain actions, recognizing their foolishness.
I can't face fact can't take back all the hurt that I've caused
Unable to face the consequences of past actions and the hurt caused to others.
Love long washed away under false conviction
Love has faded away due to false beliefs or convictions.
Every word a new fiction
Every spoken word is a fabrication, possibly indicating a life built on lies or self-deception.
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