cripple
you will lament me
one hand held mine
while the other cut my throat
these two sides to you
you grinned and lied
your ailment overpowering
becoming inside
shriveling without end
i’m loathing all in you
faceless saint
your blood upon my hands
ailment rising
i peel the skin from my back
i’m tearing through you
i’m your pernicious demonstration
shallow
a scar worn like an identification
overloading me
considering you
you’re as yet alive
that fucking pesters me
i’d love to offend you
in any case, i hold back
shroud of situation
obfuscating my purpose
compensation