The leech

The leech

You wreak
Slime surrounds your pathetic aura

your heart is a dull glow
its only use mechanical
as a leech you feed on goodness
and prosper on draining life

you exist to roughen the flow
throwing glass on the naked path
you are grit in the watery eye
why?

is it your belief that we owe
do you believe a connection is still so
are you punishing us for your parents crime...

may your coldness freeze you
and deliver you from our time