I'm a beast, still incomplete
Virile yet meek, chubby not sleek
Greet none that I meet, to a lair retreat
To attempt some new feat, and die to the heat
Drive through each defeat, til' I flourish replete
And find what the **** I'm after

She screams and claws my face
I bleed, the skin replaced
God grant this daily race
But keep the bread from the poor
Those wretches we adore
Only when they're breaking backs
Don't break our cheques
Nor relent til' death
Or our goddess will be forced to rent
My peasant flesh again

And when I dream
Will I still dream of you?
And those evil things you do
Hips sway side to side
Open up to the inside
And slide into my mind
Or maybe just your thighs

And will you still be mine?
As he rips apart your sighs
It's not the world I devised
That has kept me from your side
Now let's go get ******* high
And try to just survive
With this empty hole in mind

Kick off with a bang
*******, I'm insane
Starfucker taking aim
And I'm the one they blame

We all bleed out the same
We're all in ******* pain
The world serves to inflame
While forgetting your last name

Death is on your breath
Or maybe it's the ****
Your throat left to constrict
And it's so derelict

What do we have left?
Why aren't we so blessed?
This cardiac arrest,
Leaves the immunosuppressed
And all the dispossessed
Left with their unrest
And actions of protest
Sure seem like they suggest
Why we're so ******* depressed
And bend over to ******
The maiden's undressed war chest

It seems I'm losing pieces of you each day
Some times I can't even remember names
Pet or Christian, or whatever you were
I can't say I remember, oh no, dear God.

I sometimes wish I could remember more
But the true is you were a ******* bore
There were parts that I liked, even loved
But most the parts were pretty much dead

Sometimes I sit and let the shower run
And I try to think of times of fun
But not much really comes to mind
Was our whole relationship so ******* blind?

I'm sorry if I never thank you in praise
For the way that you helped to raise
Me out of some kind of funk I was in
But that's all you were to me and now,

Well, I guess we're done.

One, two
Just a few words
Any is better than none
The mire I've been wading through
Already got lost
Belligerent ******
Stumbling my way
In creative pain
A lack of sense
No sense of self
Shelved
Steel wool to the lying hand
Bleed free the ink
Taste the sunrise
Again
Seek answers
Buried questions
Beneath elms of green
Rotting corpses lie

The cliches are closing in
I'm running out of space in my compressed chest
No longer able to breathe
I have such a need
Such a ******* need
Yet powerless I stand before the demon's of my own making
Somewhere deep inside, slumbering
Let me wake to find some inspiration, divine
Because this purgatory is eating me alive
This liminal space where my purpose fails me
And I find myself swearing in circles
Sweating profusely
Each beat of my heart bringing me closer
To death as a failure of dreaming