life goes on..
like a dagger through my heart,
my love bleeds off the tip of a blade,
with every drop symbolising an ignorant effort to remove the sharpened torture,
the pool of blood congested with feelings of love to hate,
my every sense of pleasure that only drives the dagger deeper and deeper,
resisting every impulse as reality turns into a dream,
i grasp my heart in pain,only to find the relentless fiend.
