i come out at night like a vampire
and walk around the streets
looking for what i lost
in sewer gutters and trashcans
where'd you hide it
where'd you put it -
you demon of an existence -
you abhorring testament of mankind!
curse you - but more -
curse myself, for those wasted months.
i had a chance to be normal,
and you stripped that away from me
someone's got to take the blame!
perhaps my heart could forgive you,
if only i could find it
in some sewer gutter or trashcan.