Ensuring eminent destruction
a curse, love for depression
why else

Look at the scars
intricate artwork
whispering stories in serpentine patterns
they cannot be rewritten
but they can scream for eternity
tracing patterns across a body
invisible or prominent
open them up
read their book
smother in the lines
of scars that never fade
burning hot

They say suicide is for the weak, the selfish
at this I ponder is the entirety of life not suicide
breathing toxic air, relying upon corruption to save us
stuck within a cycle
we have our smokers, drinkers, drug addicted
riddled with pain each and every one of us
yes life can be a song, we all smile
but inevitably life feels like suicide when eyes open to look
and I wonder should I not be the one to say how I go
and not you death, not you corruption
let me sing you a little song as I tip my glass
song or suicide
the answer lies only in you

I fell in love with the stars
no matter that stars reside light years away
no need for touch, smell or speech
stars are so bright you see, hearts so pure
so I jumped into the sky
hoping my feet never again break ground
that I would float through galaxies
surrounded by love but the stars seem more bright tonight
than anything I have ever seen
and I am drawn in unable to stop
unafraid of the unknown
when truth be told I do know
nothing could make me forget
the love I have for the stars

I may have never kissed the sky
but you see I do not need to
to feel love

I am a knife of the cruelest kind
dull and wicked carving flesh
leaving jagged scars and angry marks
the deadliest weapon I know

Jumbo jets and drone planes
circling round more menacing than encroaching vultures
I see the death
I hear it too in the engine rumbles
I step outside near the base
and the atmosphere may as well be ice
the air I breathe feels like toxic smoke
I watch the robotic movement of the blind
steering the deadly machinery
it's just my job not sure what it is for
or maybe they do maybe they don't
perhaps they do and do not care
how many weapons trained have I seen in this hour alone
and those eyes, those eyes
cold, calculating, sharp, empty
boom

I forgot how odd it is
surrounded by robots
trained to ****

Eradicate the sacred light
sacrifice will to fight
crucify, vilify