I seen a lot of brilliant minds thrown to the wayside..

It saddens me…

Lights shown with the potential of brilliance… Barely able to flicker..

No fire burns… Just a vestige of embers…of what could of been…

Any god that gives up on me is no god of mine…

Perhaps with enough hell their fire will reignite… And flame ablaze…

Sometimes I love myself… And wish the world would too…

Other times I love myself and don’t give a damn who agrees…

But it’s the times when my ugliness prevails…and I feel exactly human and my light slowly dims… And I don’t so much love myself… Just the sole thought of escaping this tragedy becomes my infatuation…

Perhaps on the moons of Jupiter I can reside and love myself forever…

Or perhaps the grass will always be greener… Perhaps my flame was designed to simply flicker…

Oh just bury me in the back of the subconscious.. Make me inexistent…

This lil light of mine.. May have never been meant to shine…