Final Reflection
Wraith of the Ropes Lyrics

I don't feel like myself anymore
I feel disconnected and lost from my own identity

I run my fingers over open sores
I physically harm myself as a way of coping with emotional pain

Self administered lethal injection
I use drugs to intentionally harm myself and potentially cause death

Snow white powder in my reflection
I snort cocaine to escape from reality and feel temporary euphoria

Watch it dissolve into hallucinations
The drugs I am taking are causing me to lose touch with reality and create vivid illusions

I can see it all in clouded visions
My perception of the world is distorted and unclear due to the drugs I am taking

I want so much to cause this pain
I have a desire for self-destruction and self-punishment

I want so much more to take it away
I also have a desire to escape from the pain I am causing myself

I leave a white trail of life for death to follow
My drug use is leading me closer to death, and I am knowingly doing nothing to stop it

Had to get high to get so low
Taking drugs is the only way I can lower myself into a deep state of despair and self-loathing

Bury myself in sorrow
I am using drugs as a way of emotionally withdrawing and avoiding my problems

Had to fill my veins to feel so hollow
I need the physical sensation of drugs in my body in order to feel the emotional emptiness I crave

Toxify to realize
I am intentionally poisoning myself as a way of gaining new insights or experiences

That deep inside it's all a lie
I have a sense that my internal self is false or fraudulent, and the drugs are helping me to cope with this realization

It feels so good I want to die
The high from the drugs is so intense and desirable that I am willing to risk my own life to experience it

Don't care enough to say goodbye
I don't value my own life or relationships enough to seek help or support

The razor takes two forms of agony
The physical pain of cutting myself is compounded by the emotional pain of knowing what I am doing to myself

One is clouded, one is sanity
I experience a mix of confusion and clarity when I harm myself in this way

Drag it along the veins I polluted
I am exacerbating my own problems by introducing harmful substances into my bloodstream

My thoughts are clean, the blood is diluted
Although I am purposely harming myself, I believe that my mind is free from impurities and the physical harm is just a dilution of my blood

I don't care what kills me as long as I die
I want to die and I am intentionally putting myself in harm's way to make it happen, regardless of the specific method of death

Take it away, can't live another day
The pain of living is so unbearable that I would rather die than face it

Sometimes I don't even feel like myself anymore
My sense of disconnection from my own identity is so strong that I feel like someone else

I run my fingers over bruising skin and open sores
I continue to physically harm myself as a way of coping with emotional pain

I can't believe I never thought of this way out before
The idea of using drugs and harming myself is so appealing that I am surprised I did not think of it sooner

In a pool of blood I lay near death upon the floor
I have attempted suicide and am lying on the ground, potentially dying, in a pool of my own blood

Heightened contempt for all the things about myself I hated
My self-loathing has reached a peak and I despise everything about myself

Tighten my fists, and hold my breath until the feelings faded
I am using physical force to try and suppress my emotions and mental state

Every alternate path to sate my wrath's been contemplated
I have considered every possible way to cope with my anger and self-hatred, including drugs, self-harm, and suicide

It seems of all life offers, death is the least complicated
I believe that the only way to truly escape my problems and pain is through death, which seems simpler and easier than any other option

I don't care what kills me as long as I die
I have a deep desire to die and am willing to use any method necessary to achieve it