In the miscarriage of hope
I have found the bitter truth
Of things not to come
A rapturous hunger
From my starved and angry delusions
Misrepresented as facts
In all of these struggles
I accepted not to accept
Anything or anyone
The no and a yes
In the miscarriage of hope
I have found the bitter truth
Of things not to come
A rapturous hunger
From my starved and angry delusions
Misrepresented as facts
In all of these struggles
I accepted not to accept
Anything or anyone
The no and a yes