nothing to see, still nothing to fear
where were you hiding? I needed you near
I cringed when I heard your heart coming close
I cried when you fed me that last fatal dose
The beginning, you said; I wish the begging would end
I wish this luck was a blessing, not a curse, not pretend
Blackened, blistered, and broken. My eyes bleed like tar
Living, agreed. I'm living... so far
Inspired by your original post; excuse the lurking :)