I'm tired of the games

The circles run and old tricks stuck on repeat

For all its worth, what little that is

Time after time I have ruined something pure

Taken what was bestowed upon her

And tossed it right back in her face

Evil and corrupt I walk this path

Some kind of monster I have become

Second chances pass me by

Almost daily it would seem I ignore them

My salvation stands beside me all the while

Ever the more I push it further away

Crash and burn, let my fire die slowly

Unprecedented disregard

Where is the cliff that should lay in front of me?

Down this path so absent of light

Soon I should be forgotten

Lost in a place no one will find me

Better will I leave this place

No longer tormented by my ways

Lives left to happier days

Selfish, twisted and wicked

No one left to burden

On myself it will all lie

Turned inward to destroy its creator