Sweetest paralysis

Dawning off the new age,
New wave ,

Chasing you is like the sweetest paralysis,
I can't feel you anymore,

My veins seep,
Yearn for your cold hard prick,

Not phallus,
That Golden brown,

Liquid, that turns an insipid existence,

Turns a matrix of malevolence,

Twisted circumstance,

Make you pimp your morals,

In its darkest hours ,

You will sell more than your coffee table and home,

I won't think twice knifing your throat,

Talking to you mother,

Sisters brothers,

Moddiculled  miscreant,

Egotistical tyrant,

Illogical,

I live on the peripheral,

Vision for your hatred,

Feeds my victim hood,