I lock onto you like an enzyme,
to catalyze your rage, and force you to bind.
Allowing your own vitriol to dissolve you,
reduce you to nothing but a stain.
A harmless puddle of organic matter,
once an angel,
now straining through my fingers,
harmlessly trickling down the drain.
It is where people like you belong.
May 15, 2019
May 15, 2019 at 10:55 AM UTC
I lock onto you like an enzyme,
to catalyze your rage, and force you to bind.
Allowing your own vitriol to dissolve you,
reduce you to nothing but a stain.
A harmless puddle of organic matter,
once an angel,
now straining through my fingers,
harmlessly trickling down the drain.
It is where people like you belong.
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