sickness

I'm just one of a million.
Of a billion people.
So full of shit.
But hollow just the same.
A trillion diseases meeting too many people.
Reaching for life support.
Grabbing onto the horns of death.
Swinging on the rope of life.
Grasping onto my weak purple veins.
Laughing so loud you could swear,
that I was never even here. I never even existed.
Not until you came into the world.

I never want to fall in love.
It's just a cancer you hope to never have.


A burden that you know will ruin your heart.
Something that falls upon you, and crushes you,
like you've never been crushed before.
And it's like you've never been so lost before.
Up is down, and down is up.
Nothing makes sense, nothing, nothing.
I just want to breathe and to feel you.
I just want to hate you and tell you,
nothing could make me sick like you do.
Nothing could bring us down like you.

So pathetic and worn out.
Carefully handcrafted, just as we knew.
with bullets comin' out like you've never seen, and hundreds of blades whippin' your face. Trashing your ego and telling you straight up, this isn't what you were waiting for. It's what was coming all along. Crashing the tides like a party gone wrong, slaying the beast.
slaying the innocent.

Bruising the skulls of the narrow minded imbeciles.
Don't pity the fool.
Love the fool.
Then bash his fucking head in.