the memories of you
infect me
and
infest me like maggots
I watch helplessly
as each thought
slowly rots
what you didn’t already kill
never knew a man’s soul
could die
while he is still alive
and I suffer
oh I suffer
with each passing day
the kiss of your disease
bringing me down to my knees
and I wish death would take me
to put an end to this misery
instead of laying here
broken like a forgotten carcass
left to decay
under the sun where no one cares
The Emotional Delusions of a Mad Man
