Is this ample cause forever my source of integrity?
Cause the songs the others sing don't count for %#@! with me.
I refuse.

This is not the path I longed to pursue in my time.
Surrounded by a frail wall of miscontempt I failed to defend.
My body rests unkept and weak in this battlefield that you speak of.

My hands clench my mind by the throat
but snap and break. Too tired to hold onto the mouth.
A thousand words detached from the side of the universe,

pushed into my eyes, leaving me blinded.
Reality, a misconstrued example of the gutter in my jaw.
The piss and the %#@!. The very cancer that rapes and kills us all.