Second wave, second wind

Would it help me if I got it?
Would it quench my thirst?
Would help me breeze through my day?
Would it help my life’s overlay?

Can you see I really need it?
You know I want it. But it’s bad…
But it just seems so good at times
I somehow can’t comprehend

I would do it if you made your death wish
I would make it painful and slow…
You shall seek death and never find it
That is just how cruel I am.

I’m just repaying your kindness you’ve done to me,
In hurt and vengeful brutality.
You’re going to wish you die in any way,
Than what I’ve got in store for you.

I can’t keep myself away from it
Like a maggot attracted to rotten flesh
I’m powerful beyond measure
But cracking under the world’s pressure.

With great power, comes great responsibility.
I cannot ask to rule as a person
If I cannot rule as king
Of revenge and insanity