Rephrasing An Old Memory...

reason grins with

a sarcastic scream

straight to my face

a painful shock of

"you cant own me"

rattles the peaceful

depth im my mind

i said nothing

but reason furthured pain

reason harbored lame

reason shouted shame



she refused to

reconcile with me

blood shut my eyes to see

you saintly posing bastard

dont you remember me

your defender

a hitman to your offenders

a conviction to your benders



but who am i to you

am just a subject

im only an object

a reject yes

a puny fuc king reject

to your righteous will

to judge



my apologies but

im not all that righteous

and ive thought about

slashing my wrist

and shed blood

to use it to mark your

forehead with a crimson

colored insult...


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