There’s a song by Blue October that just says it better than I can today…. apart from the line about forgiveness, as I believe forgiveness awaits us if we only ask… enjoy. Click to see it on youtube.
“Razorblade”
In the day by day collision
Called the art of growing up
There’s an innocence we look for in the stars
To be taken back to younger days
When there was no giving up
On the people we held closest to our hearts
Yeah it is you that I remember in that glowing
It is you that took my first away from me
It is you I set my standards to… to every walk of life
I haven’t met another you since you were with me.
[Chorus]
A brief bout with a razorblade cut me
I freaked out, thinking people didn’t love me
I watched closely as the you I knew forgot me
In letting go, I am so proud of what I’ve done
In a way, I failed religion
I spit the wine from mouth to cup
And I reached for something more than just your God
Uncle, you spared not your children
And while your praying hands are up
There’s no forgiveness for you! You sick fuck!
It is you that I remember in their bedroom
It is you that took their first away from them
It is you they set their standards to
You wounded them for life
You were a preacher and suppose to be above men
Sing with me
[Chorus]
A brief bout with a razorblade cut me
I freaked out, thinking people didn’t love me
I watched closely as the you I knew forgot me
In letting go, I am so proud of what I’ve done

I love those lyrics…they are so raw and real. I love you baby!
Hi. This song earmarks the fact that suffering, though seemingly a personal affliction, is actually shared. Others-too- are affected by similar and sometimes the exact struggles.
The main character in the song rejoices in surrendering to death rather than engaging; instead of living; giving-up is not an option, but a choice-A POOR CHOICE.
NEVER SURRENDER to mistreatment never permit abuse, refuse choosing seemingly the easier path. I have yet to be taken by death, though I have faced it many times. Dying is never easy, and death is not better than life.
We may care to believe that we suffer alone, again, NO. Suffrage is SHARED. This can be no better demostrated than by the lyrics of this song.
captivatingbitter: The character in the song removed all options by surrendering to death, by GIVING-UP.
NEVER SURRENDER. NEVER GIVE-UP.
(LIVE.) YOU ARE WORTH IT.
FIGHT. WIN. NOW.
CHOOSE.
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Love this song… and had the experience….
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