Out there, they'll revile you as a monster, Lay you down, funeral pyre. Fluttering butterfly wings torn in desire I swore, I could resist you But something in me insists. To blur the lines, just one last nightly abysss When's the last time you tasted chemicals? They hum beneath my tongue, ethereal, cynical Might lose my mind It breathes, that burning breeze, so divine It's dangerous Crawling my way from my casket A Sisyphus fate beneath permafrost breath. Each step, a relapse, each gasp a confession Trance with demons We dance on broken glass. The slip into madness, so sweet, feels like coming home Whispering "YOU WERE NEVER MEANT TO BE WHOLE."