We watch ourselves fall apart,
While you stand there,
Hovering,
Your breath upon my neck,
Reeking of wretched roses,
And divinity you did not earn,
Still,
After all this time,
You have not realized,
That you have no place in this world,
No place in this destruction,
You only impede the inevitable,
As humans always do,
Stuck in dimensional rotting,
Of hating today,
Mourning yesterday,
And so confident,
Over tomorrows you can't guarantee,
You asks me to give mercy,
Continue your ability to live,
And as much as I would grant it,
I no longer feel sorrow,
For such a pitiful race,
That only lies in wait,
To be consumed,
While being tortured.