the clarity of sobriety
can be a sobering experience
makes you realise the reasons why
you were ****** in the first instance
the thought of spending the rest of your life
in a post substance subsistence
pretending to the core of your existence
that you dont really miss it
is a lie

the shadows that are darkest
on the brightest of days
become lighter as the night falls
fading away

you could cut her out of the photograph
she'd still be there
no matter how much you try to edit the past
the past doesn't care
you can only pretend that the love and the laughs didn't happen
as you rip and you tear
or that the tear spattered mass of torn fragments in your lap
somehow got back at her

Im not gonna chase
when Im not in the running
a shot at last place
is not what Im gunning for
if its join the rat race
with the other vermin or
fall flat on my face
I think Im better off down on the floor
where I was before

sometimes I crack
become all I despise
overtly human
I empathise
then I remember
what being human belies
violence ignorance and hypocrisy
deserve no compromise
so I have one last task
before I can take off my disguise
but Im not a monster
Ill give you time to say your goodbyes
then leave you all on your backs
looking up at the sky
while I **** yellow tears for humanity
into your wide dead eyes

no dissenting voice
no choice
no need to ask us
until the people rise above
the taskmasters
what we say is meaningless

i live in me head
coz i know all the neighbours
i havent seen the outside world for ages
sat on me **** writing pages and pages
of justifications that just sound outrageous
the real reason why is coz im ******* dangerous
cant wait to take task to our lords and ******* saviours
all the cheeky ******* trying to influence our behaviours
and the blind ignorant masses satisfied with their delusions of grandeur