The Bolt

I memorize my trace
way far behind
a path that leads to days when
I cursed my own posessions
a thousand times

But now the only love
that I went through
fell by self destruction
buried for a lifetime
in my heart

In my agonizing dreams
I crave
for something to rely on
wishing my tormented soul
might be released

A passion's lurking deep inside my soul
performing my transgression
obsolete in mind they hunt me down