Hara-Kiri - Magrudergrind

A self-fulfilling prophecy

To destroy everything

That seems to fit in its place

Rejecting an ability

To embrace any moment

Bound to a conditioning

Hardwired with a limitation

Cursed by a weighted down frustration

A life lived wishing for a salvation

Why does it have to always end up broken?

Why can’t it ever be harmonious?