Enslaved to bitterness

Uncontrollable death desire
Rules your darkened world
Ensnared in bitterness
And self inflicted misery
Reality comes crashing in
Through your fragile world
You realize your weakened state
And your soul fills with hate
You made your bed of nails
But there’s no one to share it
No matter how you try
You obviously never learn
Strict adherence to formal ritual
Proves that one has nothing better to think about
While you suffer in the world of pain
Wrestling pointless moral issues
Erratic and eccentric
Still predictable
Your sense of isolation
Cause irrational behaviour
Strict adherence to formal ritual
Proves that one has nothing better to think about
Know that the nail that sticks out from the rest
Asks to be pounded violently