Mock me,
bury my face to the ground
take my existence down
where you bury me
with my shame
and hate me hard, in my name

Mock me,
in a gloomy morning
and darker nights
in stormy brooding
stop this heart so hollow
and ease this sorrow

Mock me
and morality,
and my belongings they may die
because they sprung out of vile thoughts
where no action could be caught
vividly, or decisive

Mock me,
and **** every
bone you envy
or hate, devastate
it and make me so lonely
and dont hear my dark bellows
leave me be in these
frozen hollows
and let me sleep
and after that
Mock me no more