War.
War with one.
War with everything you compromise.
To see through your blue eyes.
Time.
Time is done.
The moment you can’t count time.
Oh your done.
The mutation it’s gone to far.
Everyone I hear has had enough.
Packing my things it time to relive.
All the innocent lost when we had.
Parturition.
Why?
Did it have to be me?
As if my disease felt I deserved,
what it did to me.
My abomination,
Come home
I will do anything for you.
Will you come forth,
with how little I try.
Forgive my health and,
help me deal with.
Parturition.
We have tried a thousand times,
Still there’s no signs of life,
When will we be in the clear,
My mind always causes the fear.
