Every breath is poison in my lungs,
each day, a festering wound.
I walk upon corpses of broken promises,
blind with faith, sick of hope.
Light burns me like acid on flesh,
there's no comfort in heaven or earth.
Everything is a lie wrapped in skin,
a farce they call life.
I want to rip out my eyes to see no more,
I want to forget I was ever human.
No love remains, no god remains,
only the nausea of continuing to exist.
Laughter is an empty grimace,
love, a rusted trap.
Men devour men
and call it civilization.
I want to burn all memories,
erase my name from time.
I want no redemption,
only silence, and eternal forgetting.
I hate the heartbeat that condemns me,
I hate the sun I cannot extinguish.
I hate the faces that pretend to feel,
I hate this body, this cell without bars.
And if I don’t wake up tomorrow,
it will be the only true act in my existence.
Because living was always dying...
but slower, crueler, filthier.