Crashing and bashing,
Creating a chaotic scene!

No more excuses,
Now that you're down on your knees.
Begging for the approval of your long expired plead!

You might as well be exasperated,
Upon your final dis-useful breath!

Because were now  both for certain,
That your going down in my Black Book of Suffering death!

Your just a wasteful being too me,
Not no more are you worthy then the
Antagonizing, ignorant, tormented, confused,
Everyday deraignment of my pain and misery!

All hope is lost, your fallacy is disapproved
   Images up rest through hidden faces, no longer looking confused.
What the **** is my realty, only a fraction of your fantasy!
Quite content, but rather a bit bored, in fact you can't handle my imagination, because it's out of this controlled false door!

Excreting your mental capacity, I consume your conscientiousness and spew it over across all platforms, displaying how toxic you really are!

Misery, C.O.D., tormented chaos,
A hatred towards your pre-disposition,
I disapprove of your condescending stature.

How much more can I take of the entities, the evilness, which LIES inside of me
Not much more than with what you could abstain,
I've shown you most of all my deviant ways!
      the anger, the suffering, the antagonizing pain
      it's all too real now…
                           …playing with insanity, is not a game to be played
Your dreams of reality are swept aside,
Like no one ever seemed to care or bother or even wonder why?
Whilst you only sat there and confused yourself in solitude
Doing the things you do, saying the things you said you'd do
so many writing of thoughts many misconstrued
Honesty was the best thing ever taught too you!
The anxiety lead into deep COGNOTION, counter-reaction, try to defeat the ignition    
They could never observe the substantial features,
         distorted faces…….. Surrounding me !
         abstract creatures desperately haunting me!
Constant observation, torrent horror feeding a way to obscure my day.
Life living demons , I've struck the gate wide open.
My sanctuary thought to be secured
Plundered and exploited, invaded, deprived of.
distinguished my nobility of my characteristic pride…
my sanctuary denied … a test of intellectualistic     pyschoanalystical dehumanized control!
The battle situates, no compromises
                                      set fort now!
                        The Obscurities of the Mind
The next days dialed in , intrepid discretely, recon disengaged of your sorry *** situation just got bitterly disarrayed, to far astray!
     THIS IS THE INVASION OF YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE!!!
                                                    ­     Written by: M.j.Merrifield

Search distaste. Unwanted feeling replaced.
Download spiraling playing of my inner self quickly.
disputant in my freedom and dignity destroying  and decaying
came all that's worth saving.  
relinquishing dis-soothing this uncontrolled desire?
Displeasing my soul with infected virus.
Controlling my thoughts into deviant acts.
Not heard normal, form factor total 180.
Complexion secrets possessed. I'm trying not to get mind ******.
will it?
His behavior is hidden away with no known cure attainable just yet.
destroying self will out of its power restricted movement,
deniable motives, take place for all that is now defaulted elsewhere in the hands of the anonymous intruder

Taking back all of which was seen.
Time is elusive now, no where to run from your dreams.
Onward bound, gagged, displeased,
Criminalized for the things I've done.
Now its all just a game of there fun.
And now I'm the one insane!

Privacy is no longer a honorable sculpture of a word.
Sealed with a fist, ignorance is somewhat bliss.
For I'm guilty of the hit or miss.
Shrouded for cover, but thou shall not fear,
If and when I wonder, could the end be so near.

Cons-fearacy blunder,
Antagonize the ones whose cornered.
When all **** hits the fan,
And the lifting of your shutter of your cam.
Dehumanizing one-another,
From a spit-full can.
Rattalizing as if so empty.
For no one hears what your saying.
Cos its all just so pretending, as they mend.
You hear what I'm saying?
X-ACT-LIE