Me & Her In a Microcosm Of Torture

Half-sleep, staring at an impending fatal widow

The mask of my downfall shining in this night of ordinary quiet.

Choose____ : chained to insecuty / forsaken by purity /

Another game of jealousy we won't get rid of. /

Invisible glue quick-setting hopes, temper, resolution.

Cornered by a puzzle-shaped situation no move could float to the top.

Entering an era of psychotropics, sadness, asocialism

Then violence echoing like a whale goin' adrift to its death.

Choose____ : greet this phase of slavery / sink into a rien-ne-va-plus of empathy /

Weak human psychology every sentence a stab.

Abuse me, slander my dignity,

Give me scars, humiliations, more piss to swallow,

Slice through the flesh >> let blood spatter until i faint

Divulge my defects then burst into laughter,

Trample on the thin shore i still dare to call "life"...

Have fun as long as it comes my turn.

Me & her lost to nowhere

Pinching the psyche, a paranoid brain folder.