Senses

It's no surprise, I'm tainted now

I'm left here in chains

I've become what I despise

Decayed and senseless

The Bitterness in my heart, I take no heed

I can't feel the rain

I've become my own disguise

Deprived of senses

My life in flames, It's all to late

I sleep on thorns but cannot feel the pain

I hate-I hate everything

When I am not with you