You’re a self-fulfilling prophecy.
I’m not the cause but a catalyst
Of everything you already set in motion.
Now you’re late to your own pity party.
We’ve grown bored waiting for you to show up
Take responsibility.
Too bad your heart’s too mutilated to feel even this last
Most shocking, last-ditch desperation.
There’s so much mean in me these days.
My best intentions could make your blood run cold.
Wouldn’t you like to know.
You fancy yourself so intellectual.
We’d all like to imagine ourselves as something superior
One of the gods, even if for only a moment.
Fine then. Enjoy your moment but
pay with everything you’ll never own.
You’ve outgrown the benefit of the doubt.
Does it taste sweet?
Champagne mixed from blood, sweat, and tears
And none of them your own.
Choke on it. Struggle for breath and
despise your own failing lungs.
It’s the closest you’ll ever stumble towards understanding.
There’s no kindness left.
Goodwill has gone and is no sooner returning
Than a sincere word from your mouth.
We’re all fools for you and I know that you know.
The smile in your eyes can’t betray the wicked grin in your mind
While you lay your plans and our dreams bare.
Your law is no more than a piece of thread
To twist and to bend.
You hang our hopes from them
And beat the last drops of will from their broken remains.
Is it fun?
You don’t deserve even the lowest things.
Not a scrap of love left to toss to you.
You are a useless, sinking boat on barren seas
Empty of everything except your own delusions.
Love your hallucinations, then.
I will bleed you dry from the cuts you make
With every bitter word you speak.
Don’t blame me.
The chains you hate are the ones you hold
All your cleverness, has it gotten old?
Struggle all you want
You’re the one who’s always had control.
I’m sure you’d say I’m undeserving of your demands.
A foolish, stupid creature. Just a beast of burden.
Carry the weight of your own words, then.
I refuse to pay the ransom to rescue you from
Your own sinking sands.
Let’s be honest, no one wants amends.