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 Go 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 anymore 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