The heart's so sore

Doesn't know where

It should throw itself

The pains of trauma

On an incessant loop

Unfixable brokenness

The blood's an obsession

Feeding the delusion

It's the only way to better

The interests are waning

As the madness carousel

Wants to start up its gears

The poisons' memories are

Master manipulators which

Trick the soul to go back

The hopes are a distant

Notion of a long ago time

And there's no escape

This life's nothing to want

Or care to carry through

'Cause enough is enough

The energy required to 

Make the best of impossible

Crushes all feebling resolve

But what I want, what I can

Do to permanently solve this

Will never be mine