For The Flames Beneath Your Bridge My Pride Is The Greatest
most of us would not admit our scars
we make a point of covering our wounds
there is an image we want the world to see
our emotions are kept imprisoned
(buried deep in our darkest hearts)
(we are at a distance)
no one wants to take the first step to be released from the shackles
I threw away common sense
standing naked before you
assassinate the fear
move on, feel this love of self perverted
to hatred narcissism.
pride was what caused lucifer fell.
