For those I hate
******* hell
Beneath the skin
An open wound
Thirsty for blood
Hunger for flesh
Scattered carnage
Wriggling torsos
Pungent, infested disease
Brain candy for dessert
Vomiting repugnance
To die again

The child inside is terrified
Misshapen intent
Quick to doubt
An injustice
Afraid to feel
A silent crime
Killing her mind
Stop wasting her time
Love and understanding
Vital to her fragile existence

I can't believe your lying there
Silent,  
my tears can't cry
You left the life we shared
Endless days after you died

Stars glisten in the night
Please come back to me
I need a sign from you
I miss you, can't you see

One last look at you
As I think back to our lives
I touch your face
Where your spirit lies

They close the coffin
I can't accept your gone
I'll see you on the other side
Silence beckons me, life carries on

Excuse me.
Excuse me!
EXCUSE ME!!!
Yes you. I have a question to ask.
Why does it take several times for you to respond to me?
You can't answer that
I know why...
It's because your head is buried into your smartphone

It seems that your compulsive behavior with this machine is creating a barrier amongst others
Sure you may have loads of friends online, but you can't truly see, feel or hear them
Your "friends" are not really your "friends"
Is it that necessary to refresh your post over & over again?
We all need stamps of approval from time & time again
But how much?
Where is the line drawn between this computer world and reality?
Stop investing countless hours looking for someone who cares about what you think or what you have accomplished
Believe me, your not being left out of anything
Let's not compare, because it's only going to hurt you in the long run
To look for happiness and love through social media isn't the solution
Interactions with real human experiences, that's what we all need.

Choke me until I lose consciousness
Go ahead and try it, I'm waiting
Scream and yell, like you mean it
Release all of your hostility
C'mon
Show me and the world what you got.
You can do it
You have a criminal mind
I know all about you
Everything you have said or touched has turned into a disease
You manipulate others with your lies and psychotic behavior
One day I'll have the last laugh
You will be exposed for all to witness your unappealing characteristics
Get ready
Are you strapped in?
Ready to be destroyed?
Looks like your nervous
Is that sweat?
Do you like being in the hot seat?
The tension is building as I begin squeezing, tearing and ripping you apart
Not in the true sense, but mentally, I'm taking my identity back
Release myself, I am at Peace.

Can you feel what I'm saying?
Can you see what I'm touching?
Can you taste what I'm hearing?
Well I can't.
Maybe because I'm here.
Or is it because I'm not here.
I really don't know.
Visions of nothingness drift through my subconscious.
My dream world could be your reality.

Not being happy isn't a death sentence, it's a life sentence!