present my roots with sacrifice and i'll grow into the sacrilegious i only like amber nectars and ***** water, so remember i'll blame you for the winters that come and rainless summers but i can be quelled by promise and wanton by touch and i'm a god and i'm a sun so conditions pay off to the appeased and maybe doors closed, i'll praise you too this is rugged and lame and you'll never get anywhere on this path but rocky and unsure is the way you chose to live anyway so what's another addition to Your toxic? drown your liver, smother your lungs, let your demons eat their way out of you from the inside out, claw at your lips, and watch them infect the ones your love- **** this life is short and everybody's already huffing and puffing on vapes and entitlement; give people something to really burn their houses down with. maybe a waste. maybe i'll rot.
--- this started as a romance poem but i got angry