PowersThatBee

Fragmented pieces of misconception An illusion brought down to its knees My heart's reeling in as bait Dragging it's bloody matter along muddy waters A realization of false grandeur makes me sick I'm not as strong as I'd like to believe Who am I to become something great? My salvation is a joke for ministers to giggle at Revolting creature I see you through Don't look back at me with those love sick sadden eyes I have little pity for the damned yet you pluck at my heart strings Your tearing my aging flesh apart It kills me to see you so distraught Can't help but blame yourself for this You knew what consequences laid at the