Vicious Circle

Can't face the prospect of rejection, resorting to
Channelling into one dimension

Surrounded by the ones you loved
Reaching out in desperation

Oblivious to everything
Diminishing of minuscule faith
Organise your grotesque fucking slow death

Escaping death regaining conscious, rage for genocide
Retaliating through the pain, eradication, you decide
Shattered and battered, weakness starts to form
Broken, defeated, they wipe your fucking face in disgust

In disgust
In disgust
In disgust