Grimdown - Mistress

You know the feeling when it’s always just around the edges

Overwhelming sense of pressure?

On the periphery

The weight is always threatening, you know it

Could collapse your vision

Always the desperate screaming bubbling below the surface

Can you even stay in control?

Just like that night you broke before the agonising flow of memories and

drowned in the flood

You never wanted it

But your wants don’t mean shit

The grimdown

The matted shit encrusted fur of the beasts

The monsters wrestling inside your brain

So scared they will break out and paralyse your helpless ass

How can you stand before this devil?

It’s like an octopus that’s made of tar, it’s reaching out, there’s suckers

clinging wet to your face

And now the panic comes

You cannot speak, you cannot breathe

The grimdown’s made you into it’s slave

You never wanted it

But your wants don’t mean shit

The grimdown

Can feel the contours of everything you look at

And each and everyone is painful

There is no chance for heroism, only trembling in panicked fear

No where to be safe

Desperate terror like a child crying in the dark for mother

But no answer will come

Kicking, screaming, begging, pleading

Stop snivelling, it’s useless

The grimdown shows no mercy

You never wanted it

But your wants don’t mean shit

The grimdown

The coldest feeling in the burning pit of your stomach

The onset has you locked in it’s grasp

You’re so pathetic, why can’t you even admit it

Incapable of wiping your own arse

All along you’ve known you were your own worst enemy

You created the grimdown to fear

But not it’s too late you are it’s bitch

You cannot change the fact the grimdown is here