I have sorrow for those lost at sea
Courage for those I deem worthy to protect
Love for those who have hurt me
Yet somehow I feel a stirring in my thighs
A sensation that screams with good intentions
All of them gone wrong in a single sentiment
One of unworthyness and hatred
A feeling that cancels out all the good
Appreciation becomes a tool
Manipulation second nature
Love starts hurting with eyes
That have seen true hardships
Uncomprehension from others
Break through your dignified skin
Your ways of leaning in and whispering
All your fantasies are no longer
Strangling hands around your neck
Missing all the shooting stars
Of whom saviour seemed so far away
You recognized a pattern
You fell so far
You hadn't wanted to turn back
Throw yourself back in the waters of pleasure
Releave yourself with ****** intent
Have you realized how Satan has called you?
How you have been fulfilling his favours?
How abstruction has found its way into your life?
Have you realized you have let it?
And when you cry, cry for all the love spared for later. And when you're mad, be mad for all those who've let themselves fall too far. So that when you'll be gone, you will have nothing to regret.
