A Way No Man Ever Thought to Satisfy

Pain can only inspire so much fury. All I need is that opportunity.

It wasn't me, it was the opportunity to destroy everything you took.

It wasn't condescending. It was guilt in your eyes and all of your looks.

Yet here I go, apologizing as if I owe you something.

All I owe you are are scars that match mine,

And I have already drawn them in my mind!

I'll take the pen,

I'll dig in! I'll dig in!

Where to begin?

I will give your face a terrifying place to hide

Underneath scars that will leave you creatively satisfied.

I'm always coughing, like the air I breathe is poisoning me.

Do you remember when I made you the air I breathe?

Well now, I need a new supplement,

Because the oxygen I breathe now has me suffering.

You are a tragic- tragic poison.