Cheap Everclear and a Shotgun

Two more shots of this cheap as piss
Everclear and I just might be staring
down the barrel of a possibly loaded
1996 semi automatic shotgun.

With it's stupid fucking I Love Lucy
head games taunting me with
obnoxious hyena laughs and sarcastic
remarks shrieking fucking pussy
telepathically.

I just might let that little prick
provoke me into repainting the walls
with inebriated brains. (if you can even
call that sorry excuse of a raped
dysfunction a cerebrum nowadays)

Yeah, it would fucking love that
Wouldn't it? Serve it's violent
Pointless purpose of watching
Some reject basket-case victimize
Herself like some low budget,
Life Time melodrama,
Waste of a production.

Yeah right, like I would give some mentally
deranged inanimate object the
fucking satisfaction of manipulating me.
I'm not some psychotic bitch after all.

Nah, I'd rather finish this shitty liquor
and smoke my lungs onyx the
Respectable suicidal way, unbearably
Long and full of malicious spite for
Humanity while bleeding poetry.

Imbecility and animosity will be my
inspiration for a new mindset. I'll
Drown in regretful cynicism and
Empower a gun with the passion
Of a new muse..

Death, destruction, Chaos, filth, and
Greed. Become the disgusting person
Everyone expects... Yeah..
Just get so repulsive satan himself
Wouldn't fucking touch me.







I love a good white trash fairytale.