like a match-stick to a flame; i'm engulfed
anger so violent rumbles within thee
but you singe even my littlest huff
you make me blood red from my nails to my teeth
i want to strangle your dreams and claim your stars
smile in victory when i climb your heart, so steep
and like you begun, i'll continue this game of wars
you think you are right, no matter the price
i offered my truth, but you slain all but my hope
blind i was at your ingenious murder heist
kill you did not, but shamed i am; i cannot cope
inspired anger such as this, is too hard to swallow
i'd rather drown in defeat, before my heart empties
and all that i was slowly but surely begins to hallow
as another stone crushes the wings of this butterfly