dumb fate

There is no peace in death,

Dumb fate we’ve been dealt.

I don’t know if there is a reason

We are still here.

I’ve been plunged into this

Nihilistic reality,

With people taught

To love Jesus anyways.

He is going to cut down the belly of a fish

Then discuss morality with something

Too big to be gutted easily.

I’m putting the worm into my mouth

That should be hard by the time

It hit’s the back of my throat.



Just when I’ve learned to trust,

The hook has ruptured the roof of my mouth.

You know, just when I was ready to give in,

I was thrown back.

I could measure the depth of your betrayal,

But you know,

We are drowning together in it.



That woman died some day in November,

I cannot tell you what day.

I never hated her,

But in my memory, she is

Just some poor bitch.



She really wanted to call me yesterday,

But my Grandma knows,

She is just some poor bitch.



And now you feel like I hate you also.

You made me a sociopath,

I was going to rape you,

Even if I still loved you.

Dumb fate we’ve been dealt.

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