You were rich, once

It's in my chest
that fireball of
hate and pain

making it's way
through my veins
there's nothing to gain

my mind is shit
from the evil I
hold inside

all the self hatred
I stuff within myself
hoping for a free ride

it's never your fault
you're always taking
the easy way out

blaming them or me
making us believe and
always in doubt

a mongrel with no
backbone a sharp edge
cutting into bones

the only ones that could
ever forgive you for your
violent moans

forgiveness is dead and
buried it's time to fix
the marks you left


you will lose your most
precious jewels to your
heartlessness theft