Compliments or insults, it makes no difference -- I cannot tolerate your lies. Suffocate with vigor. There is no repent, there is no time to question why I do t...

Torture: subconscious And domestic, how it feels to ship A "unit" home to you in plastic, Cold storage and a casket, open Your present inside you find Your darl...

Such sordid words have fallen Into deaf ears A mind ignored in swollen form And without fear Today I show my face And whispers turn into screams, Visions of wh...