what i have came to realize,
is that sorrow breeds with the tears of my cries.
what i have came to accept,
is that i started this life in karma's debt.
what i have came to see,
is the nothingness that is truly me.
what i have came to be,
is broken and lonely and oh so empty.
what i have came to dream,
is the chilling sounds of my waking scream.
what i have came to repress,
is the emotion of my soul that begs me to express.
what i have came to plea,
my shame of guiltly innocence upon my knees.
what i have came to fear,
was those hallow eyes within the mirror.
what i have came to feed,
is the addiction of the affliction inside of me.
what i have came to cherish,
is the notion that the pain will end when i perish.