【 Unpleasant at Best 】
⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ♞ 最高の状態で不快 ♞
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The fated day has finally come.
My soul is his to beat and break.
There is nothing left for me to hide from.
He'll carve into me his malice and hate.
I knew my life would fade this way,
At the hands of a ravenous, angry beast.
What else can I possibly say?
I was nothing more than a belated feast.
That creature never cared about me,
Only how delicious I would taste.
I wouldn't ever be free,
So I had absolutely no time to waste.
But, in the end, I could not prevail.
My power and pride will die as well.
Perhaps it could be said that I really did fail
Since I foolishly put up my very soul to sell.
Now, it is time to give up the fight.
The so-called victory was always a loss.
No more of trying to conquer this plight.
Happiness and I: our paths will never cross.
Right now, he'll take his precious time,
Tear me apart limb from limb.
Tomorrow he'll probably have forgotten my name;
And maybe, just maybe, on a whim,
Remember the way I made him feel,
His desire to make me bleed and scream,
To let me know my efforts were real,
To remind me that it was not what it seemed.
I know it won't be pleasant in slight,
He'll carve out and drink each drop of my pain.
He'll instill in me the most demonic fright:
And even still, I don't want him to refrain. - ☠
