Expression

This year has been wasted due to some tears and some hatred.
I fear im a replacement to those who say I can make it.
But im toast.
Im dangerous.
These words in my throat can be tasted.
The tone ends up faded.
Voiceless and betrayed as if...
Your mates are people like Satan after has God replaced them.
They go off and say shit like 'Your girlfriends a pussy, I hate the bitch'.
Im fragile but I made him pay for what he did.
I punched the mother fucker with hate so he could easily of tasted it.

People were so surprised, open-eyed with a wish and man...
It was 'I hope to die' but in the time, it just blended in.
Send the wish back with burns which grinded on my tender skin.
I tried to hide it but blood leaked and it began to smear.
It smelt so sweet which instantly told me 'Im a fuck up' and get into gear.

But for all these feelings that I mention.
They tend to tender up and sweeten all the tension.
To fall into my bed which is better off dented.
My love is endless, its time to drill my tongue and end this...
But all my things tend to be done to perfection...

~Hader