Needle to vein, wasting life.
Playing the victim, blaming the others.
Another drug to pass the time
Another fuck to ease your mind.
There is no escape for you.
We’re just a drenching from heaven
but only heartbeats from hell.
Praying to help to a god so divine that he ceases to exist.
Her screams of silence fill my emptiness.
Is there no vengeance for manipulation?
Do we sit idly by as drones or do we flatten the face of narcissism?
My knuckles will flood, flesh will bruise, pain is reward to my belief.
This means you are my bitter muse beaten and breathless
Reap my integrity
Burn all you’ve loved
Plant the better seed
Bloom the death of me.
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