Looking back, not ever looking in My mistakes are for others to understand If I made them it was on purpose A less for you What you desereve Was it worth it? The pointless struggle Against yourself Who are you? Who am I even talking to? Find yourself at the bottom of a bottle At the end of a line On the edge of a blade The is revenge unto myself You cannot be faltered They are wrong They are weak And you are stray It takes courage to destroy yourself Mindfulness as a tool Of annihilation