Little Rotted Remnants

I'm standing on the edge
of annoying repetition
of subliminal minds
and magic fiction.
I see it in your eyes,
this tragic kingdom.
You're being dumb
aggravating
frustrating
figment of imagination.

I'm standing here
just letting my brain cells rot away.
Wondering how my life today
will effect my future,
my past,
if all appears retarded
like a big kid who just farted
and shat on my dreams.
Pissing me off
whilst wetting the sheets.

This repetition
is wearing me thin.
This monolithic
battery is sin.
I'm aggravated
frustrated,
An irritation nation.

I feel violated
when you tell me these things
because it breaks my heart.
I want it to never begin,
so please just hold it- and
cram it to a mold.
Oh please just hold it,
and just bleed me cold
and dry.

You crammed philosophy
into my veins
with a small needle.
Oh how a shame
it be.

I don't like your pressure
to have sex with you.
It pisses me off
because I'm not ready too.
I want you to walk off
masturbate
just leave me alone to hate.

Der
Tag
Pisst
mich
auf.