I want to rend this mind from within, cut it free
And leave it to expire with an ounce of clarity.
I want no skin left pure, I want it ripped until raw
If it would only cancel this human mistake that I abhor.
I want resentment to reside, to agitate these thoughts
As they race towards a destination that, for so long, I had fought.
Jun 7, 2020
Jun 7, 2020 at 2:23 AM UTC
I want to rend this mind from within, cut it free
And leave it to expire with an ounce of clarity.
I want no skin left pure, I want it ripped until raw
If it would only cancel this human mistake that I abhor.
I want resentment to reside, to agitate these thoughts
As they race towards a destination that, for so long, I had fought.