Pretentious Attitude Systematically Sold

Simple desire that you wish to conspire.Light the way but won’t commit.Time again is splitting you sick and twisted.Grasp this mantle and fly to…The edge of pandemonium.Settled down without someone.Brittle are my bones that break.You like me can only take.Victims on the frontline.Subjected to endless crime.Tortured sense from beyond the pale.Wrenching free from your handsContinue reading “Pretentious Attitude Systematically Sold”

Out Of Currency To Bribe Or Bully

I got a want to need need need.And so I hunt with speed indeed.For there is no route that I won’t walk.Remember that before you decide to talk,About your heresy lined deep desire.Or you might end up on a funeral pyre. Get out, get down, your it.Sick of this selfish stupid shit.Step out, step down,Continue reading “Out Of Currency To Bribe Or Bully”

Victims Of Your Desire

Gesture to keys that mark each fate.Fueled and frozen by hidden disgrace.What are the antitodes to these crimes?Sat atop the fountain of cursed denial. Warp these minds.Scratch them thin.Unwind that which makes them beg for oblivion. Pulverised by hidden forms out of reach.Some day soon it will be time to preach.With screams of mercy andContinue reading “Victims Of Your Desire”

Lobotomy

Rise from slumber only to feel regret.Life full of sphincters I wish I could eject.Round and round this ride continues.Bored of the repetition.Everything feels so empty. For too long I’ve had to think.Always teetering on the brink.Give me a chemical lobotomy! Paraded like a golden goddamn lamb.To me these moments are nothing but a sham.ControlledContinue reading “Lobotomy”

Close To

Putrification of your violation.Setting fires amongst the sheep.Joy has become a dirty word.Only violence can now be heard.With a gun to our heads and a hook in our backs.What surrounds are lies that replaced facts. Put your ego down.In danger of being close to drowning. Severance encased in concrete smiles.Demons playing with our life cards.OneContinue reading “Close To”

Stare Flare

Help me cross to make believe.For too many days have led me astray.With fractured moments spun and weave.Give me chances to return a reprieve.Sanctioned down the garden path.In comes a vicious lash to kill. Stare into the sun.Burn me free.Let the flames wash over me. Juxtaposition forced to the fore.Twindling thumbs but not much more.SilenceContinue reading “Stare Flare”