what god is to blame?

I have no one to frame

my life from remembering point only pain

this hole inside me

setting all my love free

forgive me if ever its pointed at ye

as I emphatically bleed

I silently plead

let this twisted tower fall

and behind it leave me

I can see all the strings

but I'm bound against pulling them

my physical pain manifest towards forgetting that

a world in my clutches

to smash in a fuss

you would think at the least id be able to find love

but the ******* above

they seem to push and to shove

but never in my favor

always greed their thinking of

so a warning this day

to the gods in a way

if i must ill supplant you

and that's all there is to say