Distorted scales, broken and failing.
The agonizing groan
Teetering on the edge of collapse.
Descending into the abyss, hollow.

Hate until dawn.

Whether it’s a grudge or jealousy,
it’s impossible to understand regardless.
And nobody bothers to try.
They only look at the surface.
Only from tainted lips does the truth emerge.
Time won't turn back.
It passes, carving only scars into its wake.

Blind desire drove it to madness.
A form that never became whole.
The unchanging role,
static and cold, Turned to hatred at last.
An impulse that couldn't be contained. A parched throat. Raw.

Whether it’s a grudge or jealousy,
it’s impossible to understand regardless. 
Beast or demon; it matters not. Beyond the realm of human.
Even when the truth is unveiled,
others simply cast it aside,
hungry for nothing but the stories they create.

Had the knots been tied differently,
would fate have taken another shape?
The unanswerable question melts into the soil.

Whether it’s a grudge or jealousy,
it’s impossible to understand regardless.
And nobody bothers to try.
They only look at the surface.
Only from tainted lips does the truth emerge.
Time won't turn back.
It passes, carving only scars into its wake.