Kicking Methadone and Benzos in Solitary Confinement with an Abscess Tooth

Some people are only alive because of the fear of withdrawal
Not God
Not man
You don't deserve to walk upright alongside of us lesser scum
But there is discipline in vengeance
I will let father times icy breath blow my name far from your memory
And just as the winds carry any thoughts of me away and scatter them to unrecognition like the bones of a clandestine corpse dispersed by carnivores
There I'll be
In a back alley
Moonlight beating on my back
Or in a dark bedroom
The pale blue flicker of the tv illuminating my naked face
You will see the dead black spheres that sit in my sockets
Void of empathy and mercy
And you will know
My heart heavy with homicide and my mind high on the hatred of a hundred betrayals
And you will know
Why I fucking came