The Disease

I just want to get away from these
weed drenched hallways full of
drugged up junkies with their
sex-crazed antics of a politically correct
life style.
Their ill-crazed antics make me sick inside,
festering away with a hatred that can't be condensed
and compacted into this lifeless shell.
Years I have endured their stupid turmoil
of being wasted,mistreating their desolate bodies
only to have their chances at fame and startem.
Every single class,every story,and every ending.
Fuck you,you just don't fucking get it you spineless
bastards.
Each pill,fuck,swallow,swish,injection,haze,trip,breath,inhale,exhale,
blackout,rape,guilt,conformity,hatred,manipulation,spit,pull,chew,fight and death infecting,penetrating your vessel
will never be enough.
A junkie never quits.
Never ceases,
never fights,
and never gives two fucking fucks
until they get what they need and your all
dead.
But that's okay,they have their supplyment
and your still cool,fucking your lungs away
for conformity and a chance to get a free ride
in their socailly fucked up Wonderland.
I pray to God that your fermented body spills
out over their canvas of lifeless souls,
dispersed all over the cracking pavement in a
bloody heap of tranquil conciquencese,because you
are an idiot kid.
I hope you choke on your own mistake-made
vomit
and stagger into a field of needles
sucking the blood and sweat from your damaged
veins.
Fuck you,fuck all of you,
Because i am done with your vial,infectious
disease you release on society in the hopes
and fears that we may all end up like you.
Alone and afraid,paranoid and lifeless.
Living life one careless step at a time
unthoughtfull of those around you
who you hurt.
Don't you give two fucks?

(And so it happened....seems you got what you wanted....)