Sunday 4 June 2023

They

They fake it till

they forget they’re faking

over time become evil

and forget they had a soul

hack away at it until

none’s left and

evil turns natural


They forget they can’t have

more without the pain

always wave reality off

for a mockery of love

hate always a trade-off

hate always a gain


The rage they feel blinds them 

makes them think hurting is caring

and human swiddens collateral


They smile through the chaos

and when gifted the heart

they request the soul

carve it out themselves

and swallow it whole


They drive with no brakes

hurtle through like meteors

down highways and streets

cutting corners until one of us dies

until one of us cheats


They drain time like a black hole

smother all light until

nothing’s left

but empty shells

cracking underfoot

in the darkness


They do not stop

and never give in

until the fire without

echoes the fire within

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