Dismal days and slow songs
Recipe for depression
Memories like shards of glass
For the object of my obsession
Ghosts of you
Causing permanent damage
Leaving a splintered heart
Making life hard to manage
Splintered weapon of choice
Each leaving its mark
Wishing to still these voices
Haunting me in the dark
Nothing left but a shell of a man
Both wounded and scarred
Not healing properly
Terminally broken and marred
Memories of you
Probability of my neurosis
Emotional check-up overdue
Factoring in to my psychosis
Emotional autopsy
Someone needs to perform
Resuscitate what is left of me
While the body is still warm
Immeasurable pain
Lies and deceit have inflicted
Sense of balance to regain
Seeming happiness restricted
Lust, lies, and obsession
A dangerous concoction
Possessed by my possession
Soul for sale, as if on auction
Knowing you were infectious
Poison to my system
Should have ignored your spell
Ran from your lips, and not kissed them
Reversal of the golden rule
Wishing upon you the very worst
Never again to play the fool
Forget do unto others, I'll draw blood first
If love is blind
Then lust must be eyes wide open
Hindsight 20/20, absence of mind
Repeating the same mistake again and again
Love is blind
Lost in a love that was blinding
Searching blindly to find
What there was no hope in finding
Only to find
It was never love at all
But opportunity with a hidden agenda
Setting me up for the fall
Eve strikes again
Tale older than time
Deceived by her beauty
Banished forever from paradise by her vindictive design...