14 Sep 2013
... AT BEST

I could be fractured
Or maybe shattered
I could be flaking
Disintegrating or worse

Maybe I'm tearing
Or disappearing
I could be wretched
I could be useless at best

Maybe to crumbling
I could be fumbling
Or have I traded all of my soul
For my wealth

I could be wasted
Now I should face it
I have invested all of myself
On myself

I know these eyes
They saw me from far away
Then beckoned me to stay
And I can't hide
I know these eyes
They caught me while unaware
When I'd taken to despair
And I can't fight
Now I cannot fight

Now masturbation
is a vocation
Living a life of
Just pleasing myself

And now in pieces
I am deceived as
All I've acquired
Is slowly destroying myself

What is wearing me out
Though I bear it, I’m down

Oh you see me where I lie
Taking time to lift me up
Oh you see me as I die
Embracing me, you clean me up
Oh for reasons I know not why
You're here now and that's enough.