What would you do with that power?
Instead of hiding in the depths of your twisted soul
How would it change you?
The insecurity would flee
But would your mind go with it?
I know what it does
The cost of invincibility!
The toll of ostracism,
Professional and cold
You see people and know they cannot hurt you
Because you never give them your trust,
Or your concern, your love or your friendship
Stay away and never live
Because invincibility has a cost
And mine was isolation
Would it be better to go back?
To be that monster of hate and despair?
I would like to know but regression scares me
I must try, I feel the hurt
It was depression but it was comfortable self hate
Rather than opening up for wounds of betrayal
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