*******
**** me
**** everyone you will ever see
**** me up the *******
**** me in the mouth
**** me till I'm gagging
**** me again down south  
**** time
**** life
**** all of you *****

Because I'm so ****-******* tired of this

My eyes flicked from side to side
As zeus picked up athena
And hera
Went back to hades

I have a habit of creating monsters,
introducing two elements
who react, create a bomb.
The toxic cloud looms to my legs
and I swear that through my screams
I can hear their laugh

I don’t care about your problems
with other people.
I don’t want to hear your voice
if your saying her name.
But I'm going to brave it anyway
and ask open ended questions
because I love you
in the way
you love her

"don't push her over the edge"
they say
as I pull blades across my neck

Time separates me. By the neck and head.
It unscrews me, until I drop dead.
I don't want to write what you want to read
but then again I never want you to see me.

Don't do this, don't be foolish?
Let me tell you, don't
tell me I'm stupid.
Who are you
with your spiked shoes and hell hair
to tell me where to lay my bitterness.
Why - I'll drink myself to death.
Fig blood is sweeter than
the mud in my bedroom
and the drool on my textbooks
anyway
you'll never do a thing about it because
I don't think you've ever cared.

I’ve slit my wrists to drain your blood from my veins.
I’ve slashed my chin to deform the replication of yours.
I’ve broken bones,
changed my nose,
scabbed my knees
pierced my eyebrowsearslipscheekstongue and
just last week I got yet another tattoo
of a horned goat with a crown of thorns just to spite you
and your religion
and I snort ******* too,
it will colour my world way better than your eyes ever ******* saw it.

Because at the end of the day?
I’d rather be deranged.
Than share something in common with you,

Père.