she put the sin in sincere

I exhale smoke and my feelings for her into the atmosphere

did you even love me? that part’s unclear

the damage she left was severe,

I revel in knowing I’ll forget more of her each year

You make me feel
Like thirteen again

In love with someone
With a mouth full of ****

But when you talk
It feels like you're ******* gold
And I love gold
And diamonds too

True; your eyes don't shine like diamonds
But I like how they glitter
Like ******* shards of glass
When you gaze and talk **** bitter

About the music I love
And the music I hate
And it's music to my heart
That you will probably break

And I do care 'bout what you say
Because again

You're ******* gold

tears dry
and vanish
while the pain
and feelings
stay

Tipping point reached, one final breath
Let the waves of inertia crash, contaminate

....

Alone in complexity, machinery, and everything
Perfectly formed human being
Slowly turning sour by the minute

Stale air, only growing in its bitter taste as
Seconds that feel like hours, add to feel like years
All the plans i made
All the plans i planned to make
Gone, but not forgotten

But then they were gone
Truer statement never read then
What i read on the back of the final bit found
Within my reach
Filtered through a layer of sediment
settled over my vision
Sanitized as life had been

But my shelter having been breached
To seep much longer...

Too accustomed, but it doesn't help

Found lacking in the company I had hoped to keep

A poor atonement, sinking further

Or, it kept rising

I was nearly covered.

.....

They stepped a little closer
And left appalled by what they found
Rotting in the dark, silently

Defensive at the outset, shaking at the sound
Sounding incomplete

Face down this
Eventual ending
For me

the birds
the bees
the flowers
the trees
lol
boring *** old crumbs
charged with death
for crimes they've not committed
so fun
fun for everyone
but ages 12 and up pls.
thanku!
let's celebrate hardship!
jump upon broken backs of overworked laborers
spending their lives as slaves without insurance!
let's celebrate family separation
and our president's inflation!
lol

The Stage is set,
As they all leave their fountain,
Mindless hunks of flesh,
Coming down from the mountain.

And now the Curtain rises,
As the first one falls,
A flourish of death,
My one true Protocol.

Our performance begins,
As they blossom to life,
Once a pointless mortal,
Now true art in the afterlife.

Watch my Puppets Dance,
One, Two, Three, Four!
Sprouting, blooming into beauty,
Now this, I truly Adore.

Smiles, Everyone, Smiles!
Don't scorn me with those blood soaked eyes,
Your misery is my masterpiece,
Together we can harmonize.

I've outdone myself this time,
There is almost no more art to be made,
I've reflected on my pieces,
And I'm not done I'm afraid.

I cannot be good, I MUST be perfection,
As they all break out into a brawl,
From far off in the distance I whisper,
This is your curtain call.