Defect From Decay
by Beloved· from Failure On
A simple defect from decay.
Unraveled words are left to fray
and to avoid.
If you could swallow all your pride,
you would choke one very word
that you hide behind.
So face yourself
and bury those useless words
that mean nothing to me.
Your bitterness will bury you
faster than your words ever could.
You've taken arms against yourself.
This is the end
I swear to it you fake.