Benign Reflection

Feeling your frozen steam
My body is drenched in your pity 

I am anything but clean

The energy I maintain is chilled 

Stored for later use
My passion is slowly being killed

Circles represent ice
Coming out in passionate embraces 

That do nothing but entice

These mesmerizing words that cause desire 

The fleeting dreams
That cause me to perspire

I am feeling the burnt vibes
I am touching the frosted lips 

Coated in lies

I am slowly emerging out of my disdainful skin 

To bite the melted ice
That is scornfully tainted with sin

Licking my buttery finger
Taking away my drive
Clean blood lingers down my head and into my eyes

Motivation is gone 

To no one’s surprise

Closing the clogged void 

The porous obscenities 

Yell for freedom

My mood shifting
Such fucked up redemption 

As stone hits the ice
And kills my reflection