Equality

I was sitting in my therapist's office, looking at all the fading spirits who were waiting for a hand to run through their tattered hair and a voice to reassure them of some relief in this burning existence, when I began to wonder what brought us all here: Muscle-straining loneliness, addiction to Hell, the ghost of love, the broken organs resulting from poverty, the murder of childhood...

This planet is twisted, truely

Then I began to calculate the negativity trapped in this room. Everything our brains hold could break through our skulls one day and boil under the heat of existence. The world would suffocate in that stream, reaching for whatever we are trying to grasp now.

As well it should...

Shedding Limbs

People can be so hateful and odd, sticking their heads into your life as they prey a target appears on their head. I refuse to take aim. They'll see you in an open grave and be all too willing to dig it deeper with a smile.

These people do not deserve friendship or even enemies. What they do need is the feeling of a complete void. You know, the same thing they're opening up within you. Maybe it will come. Maybe not. Christ it hurts. Friendship burned and then pissed on.

Cut them away like gangrenous limbs.