Molasses from Decapitation Station by Dakot

Hello there,
It's been a while.
How are you?
Turns out neither of us died.

A smile,
You're bearing me your teeth.
It seems you,
Forgot what you did to me.

I spent months picking up pieces,
You see?
And I spent ages reeling from what you did to me.
And you wanted gratified when you came to me.
And that charm,
That damn charm,
It almost got me.

A good time,
Is that all that you want?
I feel like,
I've been objectified.

I was dunk,
Maybe a little high.
And you weren't,
If so, that's just a lie.

Chaos filled my mind,
When you left me behind.
You hopped in to use me,
And it wasn't the first time.

Molasses filled room,
Had me stuck in my tracks.
You ditched me so coldly,
And then thought you could look back.

The ocean,
would marvel at my tears,
If I could,
Just put away my fears.

And did you,
Have anything to gain?
A pleasant moment?
And neverending pain?

For months I strode,
Walking on fields of glass.
The wounds turned callous,
But it was undone so fast.
Scar tissue gave way,
To lacerations vast.
And like that,
You were gone.
You almost got me.

A spark,
Ignited in a can.
And it flickered,
Till it was overran.

It had died,
Inhaling toxic air.
And I'm choking.
But do you even care?

Chaos filled the room,
When you left me in the dirt.
I just let you use me,
While I kept on getting hurt.

Molasses filled mind,
while the world spun around.
Everything went silent,
In my head, a deafening sound.

I spent months picking up pieces,
You see?
And I spent ages reeling from what you did to me.
And you wanted gratified when you came to me.
And that charm,
That damn charm,
It almost got me.

• Alternative
• Progressive Rock
• Rock
• alternative rock
• anything
• experimental electronic
• experimental rock
• something
• Pennsylvania