It shows old posts as new ones,
And the new ones just disappear in thin air.

If I could read your mind
It would be reading mine
And we would say it
At the exact same time

My wife
She pushed me to the wall
Where I slipped and fall
She is building a career for herself
While crushing me to hell
And tearing me down
One after one
She has become the husband and I am the wife
She is now the detriment of my life
This is not how it should be
This is not how I was I'm programmed to live
My birth was ordained
My future was foreseen
Before I was born
I was destined to be a god
My path was bright
Like stars of halogen
And my focus was sharp
More sanctifying than Halloween
But here I be
At the devil's inn
About to sacrifice my integrity
At the feet of an usher from hell
For a piece of
She took away my goal
And replace it with a goal of her own
Now I am the subject of her dream
The shadow of her being
Bounded by her spell
Now where?.....
Should I go from here
There's nowhere left
Than this inn of hell
And if this is how things end
Wish me well

The one i live for, die and cry for, the one i adore
She's the muse of my muse, i love her,
down to  my broken  core