The circuit is complete
I'm part of the system
Soon to be obsolete
My self is my victim
A painful solution to a numbing desire,
To reach resolution I'm touching the wire.
The body is shaking, the mind is calm,
My breath is escaping, the end is at hand.
Darkness surrounding, it swallows the room,
The shadows are shifting, grim patterns of doom.
Strangely enough, I search for repentance,
All souls fly alone, escaping remembrance.
Motivation lacking, inspiration none,
Salvation, the never-ending flight.
The raven's on my back.
So spread your wings and pierce the sky
Paint your dreams black
Oh, how I wish you were here with me
Here. Now. Never.
My doom will be my last endeavor.