The Grieving

Feeding this emptiness inside Unceasing fear of memories A vacant void that can't be filled Now I'm finally left With this solace mind Now I'm left Grieving What a melody In this therapy Forever necessary Grieving A brutal juggernaut It seems it can't be moved I'll lie here and rot Am I just merely existing To make it through another day Just let me sleep until I finally sink I Am a pointed finger Empathetic To the accusation Systematic synchronization He held off depression While it got the best of him The substance took over The grief is weight on my conscience Rip my flesh from my bones And feed it to the hounds Acquire the taste Acquire the smell Just let me sleep Until I finally sink into the ground Grieving What a melody In this therapy Forever necessary Grieving A brutal juggernaut It seems it can't be moved I'll lie here and rot with you I will Rot Rot