Painted Black cold comfort release

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A door
A gate
A passage
An exit for the torment gathered in
Escape
Getaway
Flee from all that hurt
Locked
Shadowed
Hidden in the depths of self
Taking shape
Imprisoning
So tight that is hard to breathe
A door
A gate
A passage
An exit for the torment gathered in
Escape
Getaway
Flee from all that hurt
Locked
Shadowed
Hidden in the depths of self
Taking shape
Imprisoning
So tight that is hard to breathe
I barely have the strength to...
I barely have the strength to keep myself standing,
Feet on the ground
Stomp the earth beneath me to dig a deeper grave
Soil caves beneath me, a route for me, to be safe
Crawl down to the tomb and remain unremembered
Coiled to irrelevance, undone and unseen
Rest my bones underneath, my disorder ust be paved
Below lies redemption, a door, a gate, a pasageway
Crawl down to the tomb and remain unremembered,
Undone and unseen.
Silence feels like home to the wounded soul
Underneath I find the treasured silence
Open up the earth
In its coldness I found warmth
In its darkness I found peace
In its silence I found home
Open up this door
A place to lock the pain away
A place to keep the wrath at bay
A place to confine my despair
I fall down to where silence dwells
Found home in the binding dark
A door
A gate
A passage
An exit for the torment gathered in
Escape
Getaway
Flee from all that hurt
Locked
Shadowed
Hidden in the depths of self
Taking shape
Imprisoning
So tight that is hard to breathe
Let the dark take hold of me
Let the dark become me
Finally I found a place to (let it all go)...
Finally I found a place to release my blackened soul

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