i cut deep into your back, the blade sinks into flesh until it is consumed up to the hilt / with a great twist and a violent pull a gaping hole of fresh blood and torn muscle is left as the after math of mine own action / your reaction; not so much as a wince of pain or a bat of an eyelash - just an ice cold shoulder / when i look into their eyes it's pure blackness / i cannot see their eyes because they no longer see me / cut my own eyes out because I don't want to see myself; so much self-loathing / i can't breathe and hatred fills my veins / too late to free myself from this curse / i'm not who i thought i'd be

spines are the brittle sticks we break off of branches to start a fire / send out a SOS and let 'em know when they get here we don't need to be saved / but we will take their necessities / cutting off the hands they use to pray because we heard more hands make lighter work / thousands of digits stored in glass jars, yeah they might look pretty, but the work is just as hard - just as dirty / thousands of bodies - piles on top of piles and it's never ending / piles on top of piles and it's never ending / and if you stare at them long enough it is as if they're moving and talking / plotting against you / drown out the eyes and squeeze out every ounce of guilt like a wet towel hanging up to dry in a thunderstorm / "the end will justify the means" is my only lullaby and without it i would surely die / next to my morals is where the corpses lie. 

driven into the ground, past the rock, through the crust, and a hundred miles later it rests just above the asthenosphere waiting for the perp to press the big red button / one flawed man's decision will change our lives - he breaks a sweat as he presses down and seals the fate of many a' man, woman, and children losing some sleep as thousands lose their lives / the lithosphere cracks and rips apart / city streets and buildings above get torn like a carcass in the jaws of a beast / magma erupts from the man-made hell gates, while lava seers and cooks your flesh / a once safe, bustling metropolis reduced to a mass death sentence for the guilty and the innocent / you can't run away as your fear is burned into your face / a modern day, man-made pompeii vs. mount vesuvius - no one stood a chance [still you try to run. you fight and you claw to get out of the way] but all attempts are ill at best and you’re still as dead as yesterday / the ash fills up lungs - your casket: the lava that hardens around your terrified body

all the numbers and all the letters are backwards or upside down, but i've never paid attention / i see strangers faces for the very first time but some are so similar I could mistake them for another individual i know / familiar faces / familiar faces are quick the fixes from the mind when they're rushed to make a passer-by / we're all predisposed to interact with the ones we do and the ones we don't die off as soon as they're out of sight / i grip tight to the thought that i'll wake up a higher being surrounded by such so enlightened that we don't make such a foolish species / until then it's just the panicked breathed, heart tearing, soul destroying humanity i've come to know / i clutch to my sanity by storing daggers in my eyes / both eyes blind to the hate that surrounds and still i feel it boiling in me / this human nature is on self-destruct / be a dream

when the breathing gets too heavy - hearing my own panting as if someone is screaming such a subtle yet sharp tone into my ear / that's when the time to persist becomes most important / as blood fills my mouth my inhibitions fly out with each spattered spit on the floor and they become trapped forever inside the coagulation / my teeth brown and darken - becoming so brittle they break every time they clang together as i attempt to chew my hate-filled words back into the pit of my stomach / my serpent tongue pushes itself down into my throat and i vomit the bile held within the contents of my own rage / the blackness bubbles up and spits back into my face as i am kneeled over and onto the floor / covered in my own loathing i attack it with coarse consonants and vowels strung together / hands made of spite made into fists turned into revenge / but i'll write this and feel much better - my sick therapy

pain is real and relates to us all / from the birth of a newborn first child to watching a loved one die before your eyes / it comes around full circle and it's nothing new - just varying degrees / like a sonic wave flowing up and down and repeating into the infinite space we've yet to come across / you can play the mental game or you can pick the physical bouts but with a crocodiles hide your offence renders pathetic / tie my hands behind my back because i won't need them to bring you down / you're so insecure I could use your own words to drag you to tears / it's no competition [when you can't bring a defence] you're target practice / my own words will cut through flesh and rest into your fucking heart / i look forward to the day that my words end your life / broken, but just a useless as before

we throw ourselves under a blanket and think it will save us from the monsters / out of sight, out of mind - playing dead is our lives defined / who will save us? / we will all die nowhere close to the finish line in a race that turns us from the swine to something sublime / here - it's lord of the flies / where all hope dies/died / cast the first stone looking in the other direction and it becomes an unstoppable force / It travels with infinite indirect hate the world over / he perfect embodiment of the human spirit / to live and let die and continue roaming our self-claimed rock

lives grow on stalks and are as easy to pick as the corn it mocks / "now listen and heed the warning" - a hoarse revolting noise comes at us to fill our ears and hit us with the force of waves gone rogue / and through the coarseness it speaks... "the everyday life will come to an end, and the endless suffering is to begin" / since born it has lacked the essence of an unknowing child / all that began was the hunger of a malnourished, beaten dog / as the neglecting owner you have allowed yourselves to come close enough to such a creature that with its wincing strength it has wrapped its jagged jaw around your neck / it proceeds to cut you and bleed you out / the ominous being spits out lightning and coughs up loud thunder cracks - they seem to shake the earth straight to the core / it is then that we realize the higher being has been uprooted and destroyed by a sinister being / "you cannot run and there is nothing i can do" / no complete silence has ever been so deafening

the black clouds disguising the voice dissipate and all that remains is the blue sky / cars still drive - just as the construction continues to persist but still everything remains noiseless / the blue sky begins to fade into a grey then darken to a blackness / then from nowhere explosions light up the sky with light so bright you dare look at them with the naked eye / just as quickly as the burst of lights itself - millions of bony, decrepit arms appear through the torn holes of empty space and begin crashing through the sternums of any and every form of life / with the ability to reach as far as the horizon - no man is safe, no woman is safe, no child innocent / the almighty destroyer was brought upon us solely by our own means / we have no excuse and everything that comes our way we deserve

in such a deprived state of sleep the delirium kicks in / and like a foot through antique glass a part of me breaks open from the wound spills the wretchedness one can only try to keep buried six feet beneath their surface / like a flooded valley those unspeakables always find a way out of the deep and into the eyes and ears of unwary onlookers / keeping a close line of sight for their safety - for you are the threat they fear / and like a bursting dam the maddening rush of horror begins and illustrious flowing hatred and sadness crashes through the streets uninvited - unintended / now the untamed emotions leech onto the faces of the ones I hold dear / feel this fucking pain and know it is but a fraction - a scratch of the surface from a beast dwelling in me that you all feed / it will strip meat from bone - the threat they fear / steal the screams from your lungs - the threat they fear / and devour what little conscience we collectively have