my reflection changed i wake up every day and feel a way i thought i wasn't meant to feel i try to figure out how to wrap my head around whether any of this could be real just give me a sign that you're still in there a feeling manifests deep inside my chest whatever love has made me think it is above the ouija board i place my hand on yours and lovingly pretend that you exist and every time i look away i swear on my grave i see you in there i stand upright and softly say have i gone insane? are you still in there? just give me a sign that you're still in there

no friends, no food death's head tattooed upon my chest no one, nothing is left this is my curse, witches don't burn this world unwinds until god lets the moths come and eat me alive rivers of oil and blood all the stars have boiled to dust hellfire surrounding a miracle deep inside of my heart, so terrible this world, all mine until god lets the moths out and leaves me to die

part i. recollection lying in a chasm sitting in the centre and all that i remember is mid-late november "come to my hotel room there's something i must tell you" that call had brought me to you (i'm guessing that i knew you) and when we sat in silence something caught on to my eyelid something you were hiding (or wanted to be private) and now i'm wondering if i didn't see what you hid from me would things have gone differently than you reaching behind looking for your kitchen knife softly muttering naught but just one thing: "this didn't have to happen" and now i can't believe that my last words were "what do you mean?" part ii. return you're home after such a long time and you look like you've had a rough night your wife gives you something to drink and some time to sit alone and think and they could tell by your appearance that your experience wasn't too swell but you decided not to tell them because details seldom seem to help you look down at your blood-stained shirt wondering how much it hurt it almost feels like you've been cursed since november 23rd it seems the owner of the hotel got complaints of a right disgusting smell and they traced it all back to what looks like the exact room where you stayed and there's still some confusion but it seems a conclusion has been made how many rumours have you heard? don't you agree they're all absurd? just don't believe what's been inferred about november 23rd ... i do believe those were your words. part iii. resurgence sounds in the hallway screams as the wallpaper melts arms grip the bedsheets eyes dotting everything else thought you'd escaped it thought you could leave it behind but ever so clear is the curse in the depths of your mind part iv. remembrance lying in a forest sitting like a statue desperate for a hideout where nobody can catch you you question your existence and homicidal urges when somehow in the distance a familiar face emerges you mutter to the spirit "i thought that i had killed you" but it doesn't seem to hear it and continues drawing you and it's all before your eyes every detail magnified and everywhere you touched it hurts you just as much now and it's the strangest thing as it comes to you you think you hear it start to sing just the same one thing this didn't have to happen part v. reprise maybe all i really wanted was to see you run try to run from every single thing you've done not so easy, is it? is it? watch out 'cause baby i'm a spirit and i'm catching up 'cause baby i'm a vengeance and i've had enough of all this silent watching watching and your god may forgive you but there's no way he can see you way down here oh you look so confounded you have no idea how proud it makes me feel how many rumours have you heard? how many of them are correct? and when those rumours are confirmed well, how much of you will be left? and what should i do with the rest? part vi. response to my rose, i hope you get this letter so you know that i won't be home but i heard and i'm glad you feel better because i i sure as hell don't and i can see through all the windows but i'm locked out in the cold and i promise you you will never have a fate so uncontrolled and i can see through all the windows but i'm locked out of my house and i promise you you will never feel the way i do right now