Rise From Ruins

For what it's worth
Dying from birth
What is my worth?
My time here on earth
Does it hurt enough?
To be looked down upon
You like it rough
To be put down
On the ground

Lash out
For the love
Of the wound
A tear
A thorn
To never be born

Of what once was lost
Never enough
To serve the host
Play the last post
The hem of life
The wound, the knife
Lower your eyes
Sever the ties
Chastise the self
Unseen
Confined
The leather belt
Heartfelt

Sever the ties
From ruins, you'll rise
Sever all ties
From ruins, you will rise