If I could I surely would,
Shake your filth from my shoulders,
Like a bad dream I would forget you,
Stomp you out, prevent the spread,
Of evil thoughts to ruin me,
But you have left me weak.
I cannot fight you,
I cannot protest,
I cannot shut out your words,
Or ***** out my disgust,
I am choked with the dust,
Of the rest of the Forgotten,
And I have ceased to live.