Lobotomy
Reach out with the
Flint of your knife
And circumcise my brain
Only then, only then
Can you, my love
Make me sane
Does it seem to matter then?
Will it seem to matter then?
If no longer lives the pain?
The monster, your vase
The one you drown in your
Wilted flowers that leave a stain
Your drink you can't live without
But the same drink you spit out
The drink that's despised while you refuse to refrain
What I've lost
Is what you've gained
The power you no longer have to restrain
As I lay in my tomb
Rotting, waiting to die
A life on the other side is what you had gleefully gained
The brain, the brain
How great it is to use
But it pains, oh it pains
How great it is to lose
The power it holds
As the marker reads:
"HERE, AT THE FEET OF REVELATION,
LIES THE PAIN"