Hail the Sun
Gouge & Uproot
Remove this thing from my chest
Controlling cerebral cortex
All the major obstructions from then to now generate a hex
Still my lust for pain's genetic

So I need to treat the cause of internal bleeding
Of hope that's misleading, my rational complex

Replace and take what you need from every part of me
Mix and match what you will
If I fight, hold me still
Take the piece of me that now berates the peace I seek
In myself, in myself
If this procedure can't reroute my twisted thinking
I will chase the torture that I secretly need