Throes of Rejection

This is feeding what I am

It's like salt poured into a deep, infected wound

It's the type of pain you really dig and long for

I've always been insecure to open up and show love

Some pretty girl with long hair, some bald guy writhing

Rejection...

The kind that's self induced

Rejection...

The tongue that's bitten through

Rejection...

The nauseating stab

Rejection...

Is feeding what I am

A short fuse

If there's a god, then it's punishing me constantly

She let me taste that sugar hole and of course, I wanted more

But no, I'm reduced to a Rohypnol snort and a lot of drinks

This shit goes on and on, just look down my pants

Rejection...

It ain't a fucking game

Rejection...

My human dick to blame

Rejection...

A sociopathic plan

Rejection...

Is feeding what I am

Rejection...

Takes life away from eyes

Rejection...

Will give you to the skies

Rejection...

It makes me more than man

Rejection...

Is drowning what I am