You’ve fallen captive to what you thought would
Save you, what you thought would clean your slate
You’re in the thick of it now and you have swallowed the hook
What’s done is done, we’ll continue on with or without you
Pain must exist in order for healing to survive
Neither one will ever serve their purpose alone…
rotting foundations to the very core
flesh devoured by the ego
and cold blood sold to murder slaves—
black eye gouged for black eye
in this parasitic wasteland;
of a home built on crossbones
and mangled hearsay
swallowing teeth and anger
boiling harsh on explosive veins
devouring the starving bruised hearts
until all that’s left is arcane vitriol.
so tear my body apart to pathetic shreds,
expose the lies in my backbone
and make me believe fervently in
your hypocritical preambles,
distorted tales of abuse,
vile corrupted, asinine whining,
and the conjured-up apparitions at the
tip of your foul leather tongue…
i’ll pass it on to another fool;
taking them as you have taken me for.
because oh, i just adore
your stories of foolhardy orphans
and the secret adoptions that
you slipped in our coffee like poison
and now you have the nerve to grit
the dirty money between
your running mouth and say that
we don’t fucking deserve any of your trust
as you shamelessly go crawling back to your mistress
and weep behind red war paint.
a personal sadistic leverage,
that pathetic carnage of a temper of yours.
watch yourself before you accuse us
and don’t speak with the smoking gun
permanently lodged between your
pointing fingers like a quickly-burning cigarette,
because you’re gonna set yourself on fire.
and we’ll stand back and watch
the hostile flames convict you of arson—
among all of the other crimes
you’ve shamelessly committed against us,
because it’s the most merciful thing
we could ever do to you.
This is my goodbye, don’t worry
We saw through your trickery
And we’re coming out alive, see you at the end
What was once your life is now lifeless
What was once your life is now your jail cell.