Monday, February 9, 2009

scattered thoughts

spare me your empty promises
i don't believe a single word you say
all you know how to do is take from others
your belly is past full
and yet you steal from everyone's plate
taking more than you need
dragging everyone else down
shaking hands and acting friendly
with a knife hidden just behind
marketed as the savior
come to save us and make us complete again
you are not the fucking answer
you are an idiotic knock-knock joke
you are a fucking cancer
you are a fucking disease
marginalize the suffering
a heartless man if there ever was one
your hollow efforts no longer are a comfort to me
your pretty speeches no longer distract me
i see you for what you are
and it disgusts me that i once gave in
that i had trust in you to do the right thing

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