Every day I see this disgrace. This cell in which I am trapped.
My mind is so compressed, I can barely breath. The same figures
cast a shadow upon my only light .
Is it so wrong to want more out of my life?
There is only so much a person can take before the weight of this world him buckel at the knees.
If and when that time comes for me, I will not let the pressure cloud my judgement.
I will fucking live.
There is no reason to let anyone place their pathetic burdens into my lap.
I refuse to let any vulture pick away from my carcass.
Instead I will be here annihilate every last one of them.
