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