She is the water
That so carefully evades my haunted form
As torrents of anguish, that are sent left and right
Birthing a hate spawn, of searing frustration
A ghoulish reverie
Taken from me, in each troubled place I occur

How she reels me in
Unraveling my hide
Each boastful claim dissipating
Slowly perishing, one after the next

Each seedy verse flees!
As I purge my hefty and tainted conscience
More and more, until i flounder scrawny and wretched
Sinfully fuming, so hideously exposed

“Take them from me,
Oh maiden of revelation
Your harsh unveiling, is my true moment of glory
How I shine through your masterful cruelty
Beckoning, as my pride rots and shrivels
Lingering for just a little more”