The Wicked Will Rot

A Life Once Lost

when did this all start anyway?

we have all the time in the world to kil

so lets converse over my imperfections

you did it all the time

even when i was standing next to you

whey should now be any different?

you already shattered

my self image

with your self righteous

fist of disapprval

i guess when i wasnt there

i wasnt there period

was i


trust is not an option with me anymore

my secrets are my secrets

ive beenpushed into this state

of discomfort once before

i cannot act like it doesnt bother me

my eyes strain

clearly enough for you

to understand something

you lack of compassion

will never allow you to see