search my static existence
for wretched hope
find it only to destroy it
fodder and fuel for your smiling heartbeat

i didnt know i was falling prey to a curse
when i saw your eyes as burning embers
in the darkness of uncertainty
as if it was said in some divine decree

initially liquorice hate as bait
cradled into false solace
then rendered helpless in a state of limbo
denied both heaven and hell, in abysmal sorrow

wait till i collapse from chronic burns
with just passive aggression left from dismemberment
and they say freedom comes from within
but my innate ability breeds corrupt sins