I’m just an entity spewing lines made-up of nightmares, rage and sometimes dreams.

And… I’ve chased those dreams once, never finding my absolution. My burdens land me in front of a filthy mirror every time, confronting myself. But I’m grateful to know that my soul is still intact. I’ve ran my dominate fist against walls, countless times, only to leave behind broken thoughts. In an enraged mindset, spawns a spontaneous combustion.

I hate you, words I long to scream at that extrasolar cavernous look peering out from both my eyes. Don’t hate me, hate yourself, you twit but… I’m one in the same. Allow me to find the perfect idiom to shut you out, my inner madness.

Pen in one hand and notepad in the other, filling lines of toxic waste. Please don’t snort these lines as I warn, they’re contagious. I secure a cherry stem around my twisted tongue…