RESENTMENT : The only thing I really have.
PAIN : The only things that's left.
ANGER : The substance that keeps me going.
JOY : What I can't have.
HURT : What I don't want.
BROKEN : What I've become.
WORTHLESS : What I've always been.
FATIGUE : What I feel all the time.
SLEEP : Something that never comes.
ALONE : What seems to be my purpose.
BITTER : That grip over me.
SALVATION : Never seemed so far. . . .
Epiphanies that never came
Have been lost somewhere.
Where living, just living
becomes hazy and optional.
Take that away.
Make me feel alive.
With the god light
Splashing on my face,
My skin becomes warm.
And I smile every once in a while
Cause I know
I'm not the only one.
