Obsession not fully defined, Locked to a click. Window to a soul kept alive, Grateful, perpetually sick. Bodies in motion, never at rest At war with myself At war with myself If not me who else? Would fight my fight. Blood will refuse. Energy in motion Upend the end This Life to Lose. Weakness draws favor. Push capture out of sync. Close your eyes from the last time. Release pain, flash bang blink. Serve your own kind or be left behind. Tears of laughter, no less for joy. Never a drop of pain felt in vain. This shell of a body, now free to destroy. No plan for the afterlife. If I did, what would it be? Delusion of plenty, flowing white robes, Clouds marked as home for eternity. On the other side of the fence, Hurt is waiting, don’t leave us in suspense. Truth is what hits you when you stand on the wrong side of a lie. A narrative spun up in ether, perpetually liked or shared. No boring parables spared. Gaslight, stage fright. Claim to say, not begin right. Who cares?