Do I know hell?

Fuck yeah I know hell.

Living this disgrace had burnt my all;

And there's no standing room for pride.

Not when any sense of gain
Lies in the contingency
Of a precious success rendering me
Less than I never was.

A long hike, this need for life surely is.

That's why I just keep talking

To who it is I'm found

To be alone with again;

While you keep up with the charade

Of my even being okay enough

To speak to him at all.

Tho' must tell you now

Can no longer close my eys

Nor cover my ears

When he tells me to.

Not anymore

Not since the physical

Has slammed me vulnerable.

It darkens gracefully tho';

This single-minded-one-man-no-show

Of mentality does.

Seeing how it's cause
Of what's truly to fear
When looking so in control
While peering way too fucking deep
Into mirror's reflection.