May infamy strike its curséd name Maiming, mutilating, mundaning As my battered body and tattered soul Struggle to gain a foothold Grasp at nothing for a breath And wither with every passing moment
I have wished for solitude But it was meant to be serene and silent Not a deafening blare of desolation I am alone, I am alone It's me against the devil And the devil is winning
I can feel his grip tightening on my mind Idle for too long, yet equally active The stench of despair curls around my nose And curdles my blood like aging milk Lethargic weeping plagues my day And unmitigated fallacy my nights
We had grown so close, you and I I could feel the blanket of depression lifting The fog clearing, the sun shining But whether it be an appetite for destruction Or a fear of inevitably deeper attachment You went away, far far away
You are my sunshine, my goddess Why must you hide behind the storm? Banish its painful treachery Shed the scintillating beauty of your smile Upon my dreary heart once more I need your light
But that is only a wish amongst dreams Has my destiny changed Or is this the course I was meant to take? I could care less at this early hour Because I'm lonely today
This is inspired by the System of a Down song *Lonely Day* which, although that is far from my preferable genre of music, really hits home with me and my lonely soul
Also, I know mundaning is not a word but hey, we all need to craft some words every once in a while right?