• My motions set to kill.
    Careless, monstourous is indifferent still.
    Slow & deliberate it is a torturous skill.
    A glass house that shatters with deadly intent.
    My dense design perfected over time.
    Just like a god machine to disrupt the calm & composed.
    Death’s droning glare composed & cold just an onslaught of absolute doom.
    Ruin my extinction another obstacle in the way.
    The unforgiving embrace of engulfing mouth spewing hate.
    Biting down on all hope dismantling till iam defeated, terrified, shivering & a mute.
    Aim reality of terror of the broken. The absolute truth truly feels the hurt & bleeds my dream.
    It wasn’t artificial to give & spread when all in return was collected sense unbound & ready to fire.
    A beautiful deformity disguise in a wretched kiss.
    I gave in & kneeled but my syndrome had no effect.
    Just because I thought of deceit & denial never wanted to kick in & stay.
    Iam glad the concealing veil was cast out torn off restraints the shackles released & burned in my skin new agony of fear & grief.
    A new vision with these eyes cleansed my old belief.