I ache, so dull.
I feel it, numb, in the front of my brain.
My anger pounds.
I'm frail from the way I think.
I feel so desensitized.
Break the skin,
And rupture the skull.
I rummage through my frontal lobe.
I tear through lesions and tumors bleed,
But I'll drain the sick inside of me.
Blinded by anguish.
Sewn shut by hate.
The great big empty, embodied by hell.
I burn with bitter in every cell.
A bastard child, a son of a bitch.
Strip me from my mind.
Allow me to be free.
This malaise is fucking rigorous.
I spurn my suffering.
I'm calloused, and resentful.
There is a mass inside my head...
A hateful cancer,
A vicious, never ending strain...
Beating in my mother fucking brain.
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