I am made of shards
The skin cannot obscure
A polyhedral eye of hearts
None of which can still endure
An empty deck of cards
Effaced; the fate can't lure
I am the difference of parts
Forgetting is an ailing cure
I...
Yearn to disremember
Why heal a wound so tender
Death pray come and render
Apart from me
Thoughts of mine
From synapse pluck
From sinews pry
Like flesh from bone
My arms seized by shivers
Can't cover my face in shame
I've drunk from a river
I can't recall its name
Will I be ash before my chains are dust?
I am the future man
I remember loathing who I was
Dying to forget who I am