The Grey Son

 “Mephistopheles will offer the world, but what will you gain?
It’s more of a guarantee getting hit by a freight train,
 “At least I’ll feel the devastating impact
Instead of daily drunk fucked on my back,
 
 “Scorched like bare skin on a burning land
Hurting, knowing there are many who don’t give a damn,
 “As the primogenital devils, beings of hellfire and ash
Have me forever taste the crack of the crimson ass,
 
 “They come with various shapeshifting forms  
There at the inevitable end and before I was born,
 “Introduced through a moment of life-giving pain
Unable to defend myself against humiliation and shame,
 
 “Mother-no matter how hard the woman tries
To someone she’s always a bitch in their eyes,
 “Father-the king supreme ruler of the house
But may father children then walk his weak-ass out,
 
 “Grandparents-it’s unimaginable the shit they been through
Who can show unconditional love then turn around and say ‘fuck you’,
 “Girlfriend, boyfriend, husband, wife or lover-
Sometimes we wonder why we deal with the motherfucker,  
 
 “Always in a tight grip is the Grey Son’s diamond quill
Using my life’s blood to ink an appealing deal,
 “Many times it may seem to be in my favor
But to my soul it only adds honey-roasted flavor,
 
 “Damned if I do-damned if I don’t
With a vice grip on the nuts-I just won’t,
 “Reminded with ever-so slight squeeze  
Enough to break a mutherfucka down to their knees,
 
 “Honestly the Grey Son will and always will be me
Eternally consuming myself and never being free,
 “Enjoying the taste of my own sin
That’s why up in myself I’m going deeper in”.