No heaven to await, no hell to fear.

Counterparts- The Disconnect

“I never thought that I would need to justify a reason to continue in this life I lead. I fucking hate the world, I fucking hate myself. I fucking swore I’d never feel like this.”

Reflection | Counterparts

“I’ve never told this to anyone. I’ve just tried to move past. But lately it seems like my insecurities have got the best of me, and I’m no longer in control. No one should ever have to feel like this. To feel like me. Even though the good I have outweighs the bad, the bad is what’s leaving me with sleepless nights. I spend most of my time arguing with my own reflection, for no apparent reason. And it may seem as if I have all the answers, but I’m just as lost as you. I’ve spent the past few years trying to overcome my own misery. But these sort of things take time, and I’m running out of mine. So I will pray to a God that isn’t there. To a world that doesn’t hear. To anyone who will listen. To keep me from becoming everything I promised myself that I would never be. I do not deserve this.”

Counterparts- I Am No One

Every fucking day,
I have to deal with the pressure I put on myself, to outdo myself. But I can’t ask for help,
I can’t admit I’m weak.
I’m going back on my words, I’m going back on who I used to be.
I can’t take it anymore.

Every day I wage a war on myself
because I’d rather die than let this win over me.
I can’t let this win over me.
How can I be expected to help anyone else,
when I can’t even help myself?

Call me a hypocrite and I’ll be the first one to agree.
I am no longer the prophet I once claimed to be.
I’m stuck between trying to find where I stand,
and what it is I stand for.
I am no one.

Counterparts - MMVII

Why do I need to justify my opinion,
after all that I’ve seen and done?
And year after year,
we give our everything
to get nothing in return.

The time has come for things to change.
We don’t need your adoration,
but we demand your respect.
I will not allow anyone the opportunity
to deny half a decade of labor.

The places we’ve been,
the faces we’ve seen,
the months spent far from home.
This is what moves us.
This is what we’ve grown accustom to.

What we will leave behind
can not be measured in a dollar figure.
There’s a much deeper meaning than that.

I can’t wait until the day
when we’ve surpassed everything
that gave you a false sense of importance.
I want you to question yourself.
I want you to watch you slip away.
I want you to realize that your existence has meant nothing.

I hate you more than you could ever know.
And I hate you for making me feel like this.

I know deep down that I’m a good person,
but my patience is wearing thin.
The best retaliation I can think of,
would be to let you know that for once in my life,
I’m truly happy.
I’m more than content with who and where I am.
Your oppression has had no effect.

I don’t need to justify my opinion
after everything we’ve been through.
And year after year,
we give our everything
and what we receive in return,
I can’t explain with words.
I’m so fucking thankful that I made it to where I am today.
(I watched the world upon your shoulders,
and from these heights it’s so far down.)

Counterparts - Thank God

I want to thank you for never being there.
Your absence has forced me to find my own way.
While others are led through life with a blindfold,
I can see clearly, the rain will wash me away.
I reject the thought of a god when all we see is the work of an ill-fated world.
I reject a liar’s cross.
Who am I to say what I believe is right for the masses?
I just know it’s right for me.
For this I have secured my place in hell,
but every day I face is my own heaven in the making.
What do you believe in?
What do you think is right?
Centuries have passed,
the voice of reason is still being suppressed.
Salvation dances in front of their faces,
but they’re too blind to see.
I reject the thought of a god, when all we see is the work of an ill-fated world.
I reject a liar’s cross.
Thank you for never being there.
Thank god for never being there.