Crushing The Seed

Claw at the disguise
Don’t be surprised to see blood
Scars are always ugly
Paint a ridiculing picture

Stand still let it happen
Feel the derision poured like acid
Burning words meant to wound
Leaving a permanent pigment

Another face In a crumbling wall
Your pain means nothing
Why should it
When such laughter brings joy

 Crush the seed before it grows
Watch the decay ruin the beauty
Remember you are not good enough
Just tear yourself apart

Where’s the fun in that
Torture is the best game of all
Little is more
We can’t let you die