I have no pride, I have no shame Cold and lucid you are my dream And I can not see my mistake. I only see you. fixate on your eye Its you and its always been you you breathe life into my illness I penetrate Like a forgotten ancient god That remains hidden Rotten Diseased at the core Unleashed set free A poet hiding in the shadows Of inspiration (then I remember) Dull footfalls from the halls Step into the cold wet street Megan