Hell

And when love arrived

Can’t see it right, can’t feel it well

Burnt to crisp, I was left alive

Like finding a daisy grow in hell

And I still beg and plead

For it to stay and bloom

I offer my mutilated shade

Try and rescue it from the doom

And I split, so it doesn’t

And I break, so it stays

Every fibre of my mind revolts

But something in me, still prays

-Al