Fuck about what you care...
Fuck about your exhaltation
and your eleviations
Getting personal enjoyment
From performance
So you can look behind
and say "that was mine."
Climbing mountains who's tops
can never be reached,
Following those that preach
of giving and living
of loving and learning
While wrapped up in their own
agendas and shielded by stone.
Mudslides of emotion,
the symphony of commotion
locked in the demand of devotion,
Drinking from this poison
has bled me close to death,
I rest, needing to be awake
watching the fortress quake
while my legs ache
from running to escape
this evil... this cunning...
Ears wide open but closed
hearing only what I chose
and you gave me permission
to bow to this aberration
that you call love?
Let my anger be my drive
That steers me from the hive
of bees that sting my cheeks
as I cry.
Let me cling to my weakness
While my lips move to speak this,
I have realized when it is time
to say farwell,
and depart from living hell,
to find a peaceful place to dwell.
I will not be kept in chains
No longer be drained
by connections that are strained
from lack of future or dedication
only momentary satisfactions
this is lacking
depth of perspective
and you have allowed it.
Shame on you for opening gifts
That were not yours to pick.
Stealing secrets with lies.
Goodbye.
venom