I stand in front of a mirror. I can see my full reflection
and I count my freckles. I don’t have
filters so I roll my cigarettes without them. I inhale and wait for the smoke
to reach my lungs. I hope I die before society reaches full destruction. I exhale in your face and I’m alive again.
I am self-sufficient, self-important, self-absorbed. I AM
ENOUGH. I am the greatest invention and the worst mistake. You call my life
degradation I call it evolution. I have the ability to crush you down, to oppress
your unworthy existence, to make you tremble before my legs on the dirty ground.
You say a word and pull my trigger. I paint the walls with
your brains.
I drank some wine so forgive my mouth for saying the truths
you’re afraid to believe.
I am causing the pain you’re feeling.
I am living the dreams you’re dreaming of at night.
I am every perfect aspect in your life you wish you had
achieved.
You won’t be a great musician.
You won’t be a famous actor.
You won’t be a famous actor.
You won’t be an artist.
You will not be.
I’ll walk past you in 20 years and you won’t recognize me. You’ll
just feel the same awful feeling of fear you are feeling right now standing in
front of me.
I am down in the gutter but I’m stealing the stars you’re
seeing at night.
I’ll turn off the light and you’ll never see the sun again. Because
you’re sleeping in a coffin and you won't wake up. I’ll scratch a hole in it
and show you all the beautiful things you’ll never own in your life.
I don’t need a gun to kill you. You can’t reach me. You can’t
harm me. But I’ll fuck you up mentally with my words. I possess the greatest
weapon and the deadliest words. Kneel before me and beg me for mercy.Cut your hair and make it look like me. Dye it in my colour
and take my name.
I am too much. I am above. I am over. I am outside the lines
you're drawing.
I handle you the gun and you point it to your head. One touch
and you are done.
Let me close your eyes, my darling. I will kiss your forehead
and send you to a calm place.
You’re already dead, my love. You might as well give up
right now.
Welcome, everybody! This is your life. And it’s ending one
minute at a time.
Remember to buy a ticket for the greatest projection of all
times:
Your life.
Starring: you
Introducing: The total and utter brainwashed ignorance.
Unfaithfully yours, V.
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