I hope you choke

I swallow that last bite

I nourish myself with death

Dine on all my past failures

Choking on every breath

Sweat starts to forms pools 

Around my drying skin

I'm weak and parilyzed

But still need to purge each sin

I rise to rid it all

Breaking the comatose state

Expelling all the evil

Expelling all I hate

Everything is gone now

I think I'm empty and pure

But this is just a fraction

Of what I've yet to endure

Because this is just an hour

Of another dying day

This is just the erosion

Of all the prayers I've prayed

But that doesn't matter now

Because it's time for the show

Get into the shower, grab the razor

Watch all of that blood flow

Wash everything down the drain

Shampoo and sanity

Dry your hair, put on your face

This is all you'll ever be

Just another lost cause

A slave to what you'll never find

But it's all worth it, now isn't it?

Because at least you're out of your mind

Not trapped within it's thoughts

No, you went numb long ago

There was just too much turmoil

Too much to forgo

So you go about your day

Biting your lip to smile

The doll to every lonely child

Running mile after mile

Holding the world together

You've reduced yourself to glue

But you no longer feel the pressure

Because your so subdued

The only time you feel anything

Is when your nourished, swallowing death

Dining on those past failures

And choking with every breath

Reviews

[Lina Grey]

I found it a little ironic that such a hateful poem starts out about expelling hatred, but took it back when I read on about the worthlessness and pointlessness of it all. Very dark and depressing, but still well-written. Thank you.