Longer, inside me, the doe is rising. To clench us to kill. Lusting, you're nothing but you know me. Stand against your will to satisfy me. Bit by victim, stealth is me.
Hold me back and hold me down. Hold me close then push me around. Beat me up, beat me down to the ground. I'm sure I deserved it. . Left my world, left me alone.
The sublime destroys the boundaries of finiteness. Yet this phenomenon is seen by the self. Not as an act of destruction, but rather. As a kind of elevation and liberation.
Long's the life, steeps the climb, I took the match. and lit the fire, fire. pain for the pain, my guts ache, built by the sin. that was taught by the father, the father.
Losses, losers and more gain of life's pleasures. Cohorts listen behind the doors. To a life shot again less than to move in me. All my walls falling down pains aloft misery.
When everything is lost, haunting us with questions. Will we ever find the smile inside?. Is it hidden behind the sweating eyes?. Dead inside a scream, that's pouring from me.