011712 painful years


up or down and black or white
unless you stand your ground and fight
alienated, shallow numbing fun:
lost time, lost life, lost inspiration

all these false dichotomies
beg me, choose between the two
do your worst, accept the premise
leave me feeling empty, used

body bruised, mind in tears
slogging through the painful years
all i ever want to do
is heal the gap,
and bring about collapse
with you

thank the heavens i have nothing
help me not to hate
the ones we must destroy
help me not to love the tools
and the tactics we must employ…

to all the wolves in sheeps’ clothing
awkward sharp-tooth paws in hoof shoes
i already know who you are, anyway
and i don’t like having to come for you
so please, please come out and play…

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