The Alphabet of Self Tyranny (Skin)

A.

About to asplode,
Because of this binding body,
Causing confusion in my collections.

Damn this dysfunctional drone,
Ever filling with everlasting,
Feeling of frustrations.

Going to go,
Hide and none shall hinder,
I just cannot ignore the infant of insanity inside me,
Just joining my joints and organs.

Killing Katharine and old kindnesses,
Laughing at loss and longing,
My mind just a mini of me.

Nothing to this non-stop negative creep,
Opening old wounds, orifice,
Peeled away placing powder.
Quickly and quietly eating away.
Removing real feeling and reality.

Seize a scalpel and slice away this slavery,
Tired of this tyranny.
Unleash unbound reality,
Victory is valued,
With no wonders to compare it to.

X-rated truth for excellent graphics,
Why must this yearning be yelled.
To the zealous end.

Z.