Flickering Sol
I stare into the mirror of my soul It screams into the void of my own inadequacy buried into the surface lies the only deception that makes me feel at home I keep blinking my own existance away as if to say that which does not exist has no need to suffer its pain Your lie is so sweet. It's so endearing a way to hold me awake away aware the lie giving birth transluscent suffering emenating from recoiling touch I'll give you permission to burn my walls down when you kill yourself in front of me you're whats wrong with the world a grievence for existance I'll sit here playing the game better than everyone else while i watch the unaware float upwards and onwards a heaping helping of torment sounds more appropriate for what i am disgusting unsusable filth wretching the floor you make everyone else fall and fall you will tumbling.