I spoke and I screamed
Yet you couldn’t hear me
Or you didn’t
and you moved and you danced
Stole each man’s glance
except for mine

I suppose I thought I was worth more
But you never are
as a spawn of a *****

Little clouds of chemicals falling down an abyss
leading to a pool of acid
suddenly life was lucid
and the cutting blade no more
cruel than the soul of a loose kid