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I was born broken, Without fire yet craving warmth, I was torn to pieces By reality and my whim, I didn't feign survival Just to be trapped here, or so I thought It seems that I just might have. When the Northern lights are fading I see not suffering See not the burden I place upon them There is no lesson learned. No sign the cycle's left behind. I see no hollowing, The vacuous dog takes the bait again. I want to be just like you, If not for fear of what I might find. And through my misery Through what I thought endearing There made its path a monster, Its passive threats fall not upon deaf ears. And so day by day I find it harder to control this And I feel like my deepest secret Might be the want to take what I can't give. I see not suffering See not the burden I place upon them There is no lesson learned. No sign the cycle's left behind. I wish to take no sides I wish not to be burdened by this shit I wish I knew what I really wanted, I wish I knew how to fucking feel. (repeat last two lines until you spiral down or realise they're meaningless, or as ordered by your physician)

May 20, 2018