Despite the moments where
I vex those who love me,
They know that I am always
On their side; don't they?
My job provides for me
As I struggle with sunlight.
A thousand hobbies
That I don't always have time
But can always find my way to guilt.
Lava lashes out from my speech
Eyes view the devastating diatribe,
Destruction delivered in Dolby
Breath grows ever shorter
As my body sizzles silently.
My mind racing, it is hard to see
The tiny sliver of sense
Piled atop the corpse considerations.
If only I could sacrifice my want
In favor of my deepest need,
Without fracturing my self
And leaving me despaired.
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