Hate Being Sober Lyrics Novels & Stories

I sang along quietly, barely a whisper…but I felt every single word. Each beat hit harder than the last. It was strange how the songs felt more real when I was like this. Like now that I was sober, stripped of distractions, I could finally understand what they meant. The stories they told. The pain they carried. They mirrored mine. Reflected the ache in my chest. Amplified it. I stayed there for hours. Drinking. Thinking. Breaking apart, all at once.

Part of me wished I would just drown but I knew I didn’t want to. My life is a mess, everything is shitty and it’s going down the rabbits hole and I’m not proud of it. Everyone around me including Mason seem to have their lives in order and on the right track while mine just keeps going wrongly. I hated everything going on around me, I hate myself and I also hate Mason. Crying like a little baby, I laid down there motionless and pretended I was dead and numb to everything that was going on but the warm water on my skin made me know that I’m still alive.

My body has become so numb that I can no longer feel pain, as the day goes by I’m becoming a whole me person, I can't even look at myself in the mirror, I don't even love myself anymore, the only thing I feel for myself is hate and disgust, my past is now hurting and hunting me more than ever, I cannot continue to live like this, there's nothing left for me in this world anymore, I’ve made up my mind, it's now or never, it's better to be dead than to be alive, and wish I was dead, I rather die maybe in my next life, I will get the chance to live a better life, after all, if I die no one is going to ask of me, it's not like anybody cares about me, I stood up and walk straight to the bathroom,

"I hate you". Those were the only words that were constantly ringing in my head as I walked towards the café. My name is Rose and I've always been the pretty girl everyone wanted except this badass of a boy that does annoy me every time. I had promised myself that I wouldn't go back there, but here I was, standing outside the door. My heart was racing as I pushed it open and stepped inside. The smell of freshly brewed coffee hit my nose, and my eyes scanned the room, searching for the person I had been avoiding for the past few weeks.

She reached for a passing tray, took two glasses of wine, and handed one to Zoe. They stood side by side. ‘You healed,’ Zoe said quietly after a moment. Then softer, ‘I hope Jace doesn’t hurt you anymore.’ She paused, her voice trembling. ‘I’m sorry I wasn’t a good mother. I’m always sorry.’ Laura stayed quiet. She looked away, pretending to study the room, the lights, and the people – anything to stop herself from crying. ‘Mom,’ she said finally, her voice controlled, ‘I healed. He doesn’t hurt me anymore.’

“God, you’re so drunk.” “My way of numbing the pain. I’m only tolerating all this for you Papa. And I also don’t want Mama to get satisfied when I resist her, only to give in to her in the end. She enjoys it when I fight back. So, if I give in now, she wouldn’t have that satisfaction.” “That’s nice Raven but I’m sure you’ll disagree to giving in to her when you’re sober. Now watch your step.” “I’m going to wake the old me and come up with a plan to ruin this marriage, divorce and be free. And you wouldn’t be in trouble for that Papa.”

I smirked at him and focused on other people and nodded my head to the musician to start the music. I began to tap my hand on the microphone to follow the tempo. And I sang: The world can be a nasty place, You know it, I know it, yeah, We don't have to fall from grace, Put down the weapons you fight with, Kill 'em with kindness, Kill 'em with kindness, Kill 'em, kill 'em, kill 'em with kindness, Kill 'em with kindness, Kill 'em with kindness, Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead now,

if you hate me kill me please I don't want to live this life in this way I can't live anymore with this pain the pain of loosing someone the pain of hurting our loved ones is most unbearable punishment but why this for me why me only me I never wants even my enemy to get hurt but why every time destiny is playing hard on me I don't know how to tell you I'm broken without feeling needy I dont know how to open up without feeling judged I don't know how to cry when my tears feel like acid I just need you to see that I'm hurting without me telling you because my words are bleeding out of my mouth waiting for you to stitch me up and make me fine although I know that's not your job and you're bett

And to discriminate only generates hate And when you hate then you're bound to get irate Madness is what you demonstrate And that's exactly how hate works and operates Man, we gotta set it straight Take control of your mind and just meditate And let your soul just gravitate to the love So the whole world celebrate it People killin' people dyin' Children hurtin', I hear them cryin' Can you practice what you preachin'? Would you turn the other cheek again? Mama, mama, mama, tell us what the hell is goin' on Can't we all just get along?

I'm sorry I loved you, Sorry I lied to you. Sorry I did everything I did, It's all on me. I didn't see the pain, You tried to bottle up, And the tears threatening to spill forth. I'm not the person you think I am, For I'm the most broken of all. I feel pain, unimaginable pain, As my mind becomes a playground, For the demons in it. I'm becoming the darkness, I once ran away from. I hate what I see, When I look into the broken mirror.