Taking The Blame

In pain I breath, I loath, I bleed, counting each second as it pass... It's a sweet lullaby, a perfect alibi, for the ever tormented heart... And so I wait, at the eternal gate, hoping for it to fade away... But it holds on to me, hideous and unseen, like a pious wisher's pray... They said we get what we deserve,it's never a prejudice... How can one ever live a life, as despised as this... I count my time, like a prisoner of crime, if only I could run away... I sit back and see, as my karma ruins me, if only I had another way...