92° Below

Something clogging my throat
Withholding my breathe
The cuts on my body ache
The sores on my soul hurt more
And I’ll never forgive myself

Hate me for me

Etched into my fingers
Knots and holes in my morals
Loosely pasted together before my eyes
In my soul there a million pieces
That have fallen before myself

Hate me for me
Love me for who I want to be

Holding me down is myself
Pulling myself down the ledge
To fall into hell in myself
Living in my mind will end
When forced into existence in hate

Hate me for me
Love me for who I want to be
Blind me so you can see

Swallowed hole in solitude
The forgiving darkness is a change
From the politically correct nature
The sorrow that has never been sung
And the happiness that will never be seen

Hate me for me
Love me for who I want to be
Blind me so you can see
Bury me so we can agree


Cleanse my body with your hate
The wounds that heal also sting
The closure that that won’t go away
Pursuing my love only finding hate
Honor your hated brothers with love

Hate me for me
Love me for who I want to be
Blind me so you can see
Bury me so we can agree
Kill me to set me free

~Kimi~