New Lament - Battered

Got a taste for self — torture?

To re-enact the things gone by?

Reassess yourself, just to see yourself differently

You’ve gone to great lengths just to mend your ways

Got a thing for self loathing?

To orchestrate a new lament?

Brick by brick.

You swelled

Saw all others miles above you

Prone to make you sick

Why?

Why do you wait?

Bury your dread

Wire the bridge

I’ll give you a hand

Paint the soil

Build a lie

Leave the choice

I’ll help you decide

Get a place to file your pain

To reacquaint should you forget

Enhance your conscience

I don’t think your feeling guilty enough

You’ll thank me you know

In time…

Don’t forget

You’ll thank me

You’re all set to

Blow you away

Goodbye