Days pass by with no progression Thoughts tending towards regression Body numb from lack of action Mind is dumb by chain reaction In this way I’m just surviving Still alive ‘cause I’m respiring Stable state of pure existence To wake from this I need assistance
Someone come and get me out of here No food for thought and patience growing thin Fear itself is all that we should fear I’ll find a way to crack this glass ceiling
Week to week I just get weaker Quick fix wrecks the bigger picture Mental loops are vicious circles Jump though hoops or break the cycle New dog tricks but still on guard Old habits are dying hard No escape from escapism Now pipe dreams become my prison
Someone come and get me out of here No food for thought and patience growing thin Fear itself is all that we should fear I’ll find a way to crack this glass (ceiling) X3
Years have passed but still no progress Aging fast despite the stasis Rest is good but change is vital Signs are poor, this could be fatal Can’t switch off, the brain is active Can’t revive if heart is passive Still I lie in bed I made Martyr me if I should fade