I can hear you.
You're on the other side of that wall.
Your stomach is betraying you.
But you cast the first stone.
Retch, retch, like a wretch.
Like the scum you made yourself.
Feel the acid burn your throat.
Can't you taste the burning pain?
I hope is sears you.
Brands you forever.
You're only savior is the porcelain you're vomitting your sins into.
It flushes all of your pain away.
Into some sewer for the rats to eat and get high.
Was it worth it?
The needles and the nosebleeds?
Was it worth it?
The death threats and lack of respect?
Was it worth it?
Running away like a coward with your tail between your legs.
You've lost it.
You've lost the food you ate.
You've lost money.
You've lost years of life.
You've lost brain cells.
You've lost common sense.
You've lost the already dwindling respect you once had.
You've lost your fucking mind.
You've lost your chance to become a man.
You're just a little a child.
A little stupid child.
A fucking stupid child.
Do you feel like a superstar yet?
Dream Big.
- August 03, 2008
- Slaughter_Daughter
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