Dullboy

Shame, tear me to shreds again Cauterize the need in me to glorify my suffering Wane, the light leaks through cracks in the floodgates And now I see myself in you, eroded down through every violent hue Self-righteous neurosis, I am too sick to love My words betray me, sequestered in the similar shades of separate sibilance Salivating envy, I pull the art from entropy to bleed dramatic irony Frame me up, tear me down Withered king, wretched crown Heavy wings, feathered weights A dream of flight now left to drown Tie the noose from threads of fate Brand the skin and decorticate The threat of winter just out of frame, I'll never see the sun again So break me Break your thin veil of empathy Choke gently Purge this confession of perjury If I can never convince myself that art is a nebulous form Then what else does that make me But a shadow of those that came before? The ceremonies of the sacrosanct That worship the feet of the sycophant The caveat, condemned to act Inverting the knife within my back Memories of scorn A desperate child of apostasy Contort me into more A neurotic attempt at a forlorn dream Cut me from this purgatory Rotten, putrid, scabrous thing