This one is for all of you all that you've given me for this chance to watch as everything that I've created dies.
Once glance is all it takes before I turn my head and writhe in disgust. False hopes and empty promises. Another anguished vision of broken hearts un-sewn.
Tell me that this means so much to you. Tell me that this is your fucking blood. Tell me that you're not just wasting your fucking time.
Where is your fucking hatred? How can you live this fucking lie? A shadow passes over head as this stagnation relinquishes the last dying flame.
This that means so much to me is destroyed by your fucking vanity and I hope you burn for this. I will watch you die.
And soon, after all hope is bled will this silence be all that remains. I will not live in silence.