I am poison unto this earth. I sow only failure and sorrow, reaping beauty in life. Cope forever.
Believed by nobody, ungrounded and unsupported. Hated. Put down. Too long. Unjust. Hard fought victories stolen.
Dissociate. Respond. Nothing within, baseless and cold.
Enough/demands of trust, ever so useful. Ever so powerful.
Put you down, snuff you out
Fall and then, faster, plummet
More than desperate.
Beyond hope. Beyond reason. Beyond abandon. Become
The entity you desire.
Killed, Butchered, cooked and cleaned. Salted.
The world, to which you are the oyster.
Die. Vanish. Hope only apart. Protect yourself.
Better than, you become
I’m fucking done. Anything would be better. Give me hell, give me heaven, Give me another beginning or nothing at all. I hold my truth, I care not what it be worth. Hurt me aplenty, I no longer turn from pain. Fuck your system, fuck your weakness. I am more. You will never know. Nobody will.
I crave the impossible and cannot care for your help. You become what you destroy. Hypocrisy too tame a way to call your name. Your teeth wired shut, your heart already in ashes, you place your coins over my eyes. Passive, Powerless. You mean nothing. You cannot face that end. You cannot care, you will lie. To consider that you would weep makes my stomach churn, makes me dizzy with rage. To lie as such even to yourself means no less than an inner corruption I cannot begin to taste. Poison. Your thoughts corrupt, your heart of char, your whiskers cracked, and your only goal to see that reflection every time with veneration. You are no god. You are nothing, but this.