Deeply, through the nasty plot

A vortex aimed to a single dot

Slightly to the left of chest…

Kill and leave out all the rest

But even if you did not press it

Would you be thirsty of the perfect hit?

Did you exchange my comforting arms

For a cold gun who cruelly harms?

Did you take the weight of the World

Try to be the beautiful girl?

And worse, did you pretend you knew

Pain like a disease that grew?

Did you trade my flaming hugs

For mere military drugs?

You said you thirsted of peace

But all you wished was a piece

And how did you leave me alone in the dark?

You ran off with your vital spark

And left me bleeding, creeping, ceasing

You didn’t care for the ankous’ teasing

So, just let me fall off the sky…

But it existed, You and I.