Your incessant bitching
gnawing at my soul
making me sick
your putrid love filling my stomach
burning; acid in an open mouth
melted tongue; decayed teeth
ravaged by your own toxic words
yet still you talk
right into my brain, my blood
mouth foaming and twisted
yet still you talk
No need for your rotted festering body
hatred; contagious leprosy, rigor mortis sets in
you talk through my soul; into my heart; spinning my thought out of control
pounding in my ears; in my flesh
the drums of a funeral march; tainted by murder
tearing open the silence; the sickness
bruised and bloodied
beaten beyond recognition from the inside out
egotistical contaminants pour from your deformed mouth
yet still you talk
unfeeling; cold
metallic; robotic
rehearsed telepathic evil
spreading like spilled milk
and you cry...and you break
but you don't feel!
but you don't see!
YET STILL...YOU TALK!