I wish in my heart to be something more.
More than a passing non-existant thought.
More than the nothing I seem to be.
Couldn't I stroke your heart a while?
Give you a chance to care for me.
Give you a chance to scream out loud.
Give you away to the wolves outside.
Wrong you until you cannot see,
the person that brought this on was you.
Letting me more to you,
has left you to be nothing to me.
So barely do I feel right now,
I laugh at the way you call my name.
So satisfied to see you fall,
so full fucking filled to drag you down,
This hole.
