Like this grave to the cradle
Swung the tree of life
And oh how we had fell
So fast and so true
Never looking back to remember
As it ate my bones through December
Your beautiful in a ugly way
It turns me inside out
While vulnerable and mischievous
So dedicated to my misery
Miserable in a way only you would understand
A way in which nothing matters but yourself,in selfish ways
I do concede the ache of desperate measures
They alone identify your scent of aloofness and bitter conspiracy
For in my mind lies the will to perish
With or without you
The rabbit hole for which you've dug
We both fall and follow
So whoever goes first
Becomes the last
And whoever's last is the reason
I've become the first to jump...
D