My basics for living.
Till forever more shall I regret,
The decision that was made.
Why must I be plagued?
Why does the world hate me so?
I fear that the answer lies in something called denial.
You can tear my soul from its reigns
You can crush my dreams
You can do what you must of me
But I have one thing, I will not give like the vine in the yard.
I will only become an empty sphere of darkness
Like the pit you call home.
How can I describe what I live in words?
Will there ever exist anywhere the pain that I live with and through?
Should or rather I must do on my own,
What I have done all along,
I have no need of you to remind me of the things that I already do.