drain; every emotion and every tears explosion
into my hands; i’m the only one who actually understands
i’ll pry the sludge that molds your precious face
against the glass; where you suffer without the mask
of cherish; waving goodbye to you as you perish

and i am; being used to provide mental distortion
and i live; just to show you a living abortion
and i’m sick; trust me, i’ve never felt this way
i just may; clip the wings and make you have to stay

hello bitch; it’s me, your worst fucking nightmare
remember how you left me; standing there
waiting for you to return; just fucking burn
like our photographs, taken to a land for psychopaths
is where you’ve left me, still waiting hopelessly

and you’ll start to smile; and i’ll begin to engrave
our names upon the hour glass; many hours have past
since i can feel in control; hate has taken a toll
for the worst; these stitches feel like a curse
order you to swallow; or drown for your pride

this is where we stop; welcome to the edge
the bridge that gaps between sanity and insanity
the fine line between hate and love; i choose hate
darker than black; my anguish shaded like a shadow
down cracked pipes a glimmer of light begins to glow
" adam " < eight > " viii "