The Villain's Confession by Tyler McPherson


There’re secrets in this life,
That I can’t hide.
Born a saint,
Though with every sin I still want to be holy.
But innocence is gone,
and what was right is wrong,
I could turn the world upside down,
I’ve been all through everything tearing up the ground,
All I can do it while I’m living the rise with this life I’ve been given.
I don’t want to change the world,
I just want to leave it colder.
Look into my eyes you will see,
A graveyard filled with dust and defeat.

I’m in so deep I’m thinking why did I start,
and when you fall it happens all too fast.
I wanted to fix this,
But I couldn’t stop from tearing it down.
Its unforgivable,
I stole and burnt your soul,
Is that what demons do?
I look ahead to all the plans that we made,
and the dreams that we had -
Well some nights I wish that this all would end,
‘Cause I could use some friends for a change.
Tell everybody, tell everybody,
Brothers, sisters the ending is coming.
Fate hath its way when all that’s learned is sin,
nothing really matters in the end.
So light me up, like a cigarette
And just let me burn, catch fire and burn, catch fire and burn,
Light a spark and ignite it in the dark,
So when I’m no more they’ll know I was here before, so let me just burn.


Credit to:
Cigarettes by Illy,
 Comeback by Redlight King, 
Something for the Pain by Redlight King, 
Lost Cause by Imagine Dragons, 
Fallen by Imagine Dragons,
 In the End by Black Veil Brides,
 Burn It Down by Linkin Park,
 Love Me Again by John Newman,
 Bleeding out by Imagine Dragons,
 Give it all by Don Diablo feat. Alex Clare and Kelis,
 I will not Bow by Breaking Benjamin,
 It’s Not my Time by 3 Doors Down, 
Some Nights by Fun 

erasure: his face by Alison Bicknell






















First words of excuse –
some apparent lack
in my dedication
(be a lady).
Permission to examine a life
yet to be presented, proved.

I render thanks to him,
the obtainable man so complex,
so violent, and so repressed
he is crippled groom-in-waiting.
He holds subordinate
then suddenly flashes out (not as
‘darling’), the
obscure man in a continual blaze.

Sacrificed to an intrigue,
he becomes, he shatters,
he divests,
he dies, and pins faith to the hour of death.
His associations are ignoble, if not humiliating;
he has to serve the mistress.

Flouted and insulted,
our history does fall to the consummation
of the lie beyond limits.

(Source: Chatham, by Lord Rosebery, a Project Gutenberg eBook.)