A Candlelit Lobotomy

Rise from the ashes that we create
Another hell-spawned latent affair
Seeking mutual destruction in effect
In a room encapsulated by the thought of this

This dying light is mine
My own reflection lied
It told me the best was in your grip
And begged me to stay the night

Hollowed in
Finding comfort in the weight
Of blood soaked in
Leave me out and hang me to dry

Misery sounds so sweet when it's begging at your feet

I'm feeling sick
Barely alive
I don't need you to help me survive
You undermine
So self aligned
I won't romanticize the nail
Stuck in my head

I have fought to maintain control over the wasted space in my mind that it occupies
Loathing in the mask of candlelight
Now the black consumes and taints the essence of these halls

Echoing in the dark
The wound that feeds me grows
Could I want any more
The rose has shown its thorns

It's alive
Alive

I'm feeling sick
Barely alive
I don't need you to help me survive
You undermine
So self aligned
I won't romanticize the nail

One demise
Written in stone
A compromise
Hung by the throat
When tears that fall
Touch parchment hearts
Seen through it all
The nail that bites
Stuck in my head

And now encased in the wax
I should have seen what the flames brought forth
You left me
Burned at both ends

Pain to glorify
Occupies the mind
Feeling safe inside
Scars that bleed and bind

I had all but forgotten the way
You kept me alive