Bonded With Vengeance

Left behind in the darkness of chaos
 The only light unattainable
 Sit and stew over wasted moments
 While the spirit of Vengeance consumes me
 Desparation only fuels the anger
 Nothing worse than my own abuse
 Cursed to argue with a man in a broken mirror
 Watching on as it all falls away
 Shattered, I cut my hands as I pick up the pieces
 Bleeding out, but death never comes to me
 Crucified, and no one really gives a shit
 All I ever seem to do is destroy
 Stumbling over broken glass,
 A new light ahead taunting
 A fire that burns with ferocity
 This is where I made my bed