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I have become the essence of my shame And molded myself into what you hate Just so I can taste the once familiar pain I shiver at my own resolute I am mute when you need comfort Deaf when you need release Cripple when you begin to fall And a virus I am not your love I am your disease A cancer that is taking your life A death from life I was once a dream A "knight in shining armor" That you would dream of Where I would come to take you away I have turned into a parasite All I have to offer is infection And an irritating itch after my bite Please kill me Perhaps your will cannot But that does not matter For it will test my wills strength To see if it can kill itself The words you cry to me may seem ineffective to me And the tears you shed may seem not to bother me But my soul screams in pain every time my flesh intervenes I think it's time to teach my flesh a lesson...with grace of hot lead I do not understand how you find purpose to this life I cannot listen to anyone I cannot even listen to myself Everyone has lies spilling from their lips I guess this is what happens when you hold on too tight You get the shaft in the end whether you try or not So I will not make myself uncomfortable But the taste of tears and blood are making me nauseous So much for dreams and hopes Where there was once a belief in them now sits a box of letters Letters and words that fueled my motivation Are now burnt and disintegrate with the touch of wind I have no dreams I have no desires No hopes No aspiration Is that a crime? To refuse to care about the future To deal myself short and cheat myself of life Am I guilty of a crime I never meant to commit? So what is to be the rest of my life? I would take the rest of my time and give it to someone else if I could So they could live twice as long Obviously someone must be amused so simply to want life |