Everything I Touch Turns to Gold (Then to Coal)

I am in denial, and I am depressed

I will try to bargain with you, then share my anger with you

But I can't complete the full cycle of mourning

I struggle with acceptance, I can't forgive myself

Everything I touch turns to gold, then to coal

Everything I touch turns to rust, then to dust

My clothes are full of holes, hanging off my tired body

I command so much negativity, my touch drains the life from machinery

But I feel such powerlessness when I struggle with forgiveness

Yet, I don't know my own strength when I destroy everything

Everything I touch turns to gold, then to coal

Everything I touch turns to rust, then to dust

Everything I touch turns to gold, then to coal

Everything I touch turns to rust, then to dust