Hope Is A Cancer
Rorcal
3:28The light is burning My lungs are screaming in pain A world of damnation awaits Coming to life is already a mournful path One soul for another Life slowly fading from her Provider of my vitality Erased from existence My screams are signs of a new breath Making itself eared The harshness of being My existence was never part of any choice I’m born grieving, I’m born murdering This unasked guilt Is the weight of an eternal burden