long it has passed that it’s forgotten,
that fateful day of anguish.
it was then I felt alone and abandoned,
no voice to me could reach.
finally to me it came to light,
why people would hurt themselves?
to ease the pain with greater blight,
sedating the Flesh deeper to hell.
I’ve tried and tried, and to no avail,
it reached a point I gave it up.
I thought with sincerity i wouldn’t fail,
but only salt onto the wound was rubbed.
three years has passed, yet there’s more to go,
for all I know, I was nothing but a foolish fellow
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