My weight is obscure yet light;

my meaninglessness slowly reassured

and I feel

incredible. My death is forever imminent.

Failure is only in my head,

morality is only in my head,

and if this idea sounds insane it’s because

you’re not in my ******* head.

Poisoned by light, irradiated in darkness,

ugly by consent, malnourished in virtue.

I stand on a pedestal and mock myself,

savagely and without regret.

Return to a nameless kingdom!

Return to manic chaos!

Tear yourself in half!

Enter the jaws of this monster

and seek yourself in it’s waste;

or cease to seek at all!