Anhedonia, Pt. 1 - Drewsif Stalin's Musical Endeavors

Love of mine

I’ve come to hate

Such animosity

You create.

Love of mine

I’ve come to hate

Such animosity

You create.

Hateful glances at my reflection

To man in the mirror:

I abhor you now

You are the antithesis

I’ll now collate,

Reiterate

To deconstruct

And reinstate

My thoughts of you

Remain askew

Despite assuaging, start anew

Despite assuaging, start anew

Despite assuaging, start anew

Discussed in disgust, This distrust, Conceived deceit, Constructs defeat

Alone in my thoughts… again.

Love of mine

I’ve come to hate

Such animosity

You create.

The thoughts inate

That now gestate

Here I fixate

As I abate.

Hands that used to dance

With fingers intertwined

Now seem to pay advance

No single shred of mind

How far will you lead me and

How far will I lead myself?

Myself

To the brink of madness.

Am I the only one at fault?