but there is no wound,
for this sharp tingle coursing through.
Tear my body asunder,
and destroy me from within.
My body is withering away
from the constant decay,
end the misery with no delay.
All i ever wanted was truth,
so i fabricated it from lies.
The only way to redeem is
more troublesome disaster.
How can I want love,
but all I harbor is pain?
Why is this so numbing,
yet all I feel is rage.
