The Cord Is Cut - Conflict

The cord is cut no need for separation, successful elimination

Extermination of degradation?

Essential heart feed stopping

She strives on alone, and makes the best of no one

Set fast, clamped, fucked, thinking nothing of tossing away a life like fucked

spunk in a condom

Times hard, life’s short, so

He the ultimate obstinate mind, moralistic attitude, the eyes of the blind

Humane reasoning, it’s life, it’s alive.

A tiny heart beat

Here sits I, while on the subject of life

Impossible to conceive, no matter how hard I try

To bring my joy to the world, be it boy or a girl

Times hard, life’s short, so cut.

The cord is cut

My life is smeared all over with tears;

ones I know will last for years

My decision so hard, you think I made with ease

But no loving words of comfort, will ever my guilt appease

No loving words of comfort.

Whenever the guilt