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Eyes ice-cold bore into black holes as you spew a mound of drivel contrived
in a mind twisted by the reality of your chemical dreams,
to become a torrent of abuse, snuffed of every semblance of judgement
you ever may have had, as you lay blame onto fate, on the “cruel, cruel world”,
and you appeal to a misplaced alliance that once existed, so you can take me down
into your own netherworld, since you don’t want to go alone.
There is no romance in self-destruction, no loyalty amongst thieves,
thus I reject every inference of association we once had
as our ties were severed the day you chose to lose your soul
and I chose to find mine. You cannot now bind yourself to me.
But as intensely as I believe all that I have written, there is no conscious thought
between sanity and the collapse of reason. Because a hand I can’t feel
picks up the bag to walk into a graffiti-coloured hell, but my mind can’t comprehend,
it’s already gone.