Pressure

From every direction this curse floats
The pleasure dripping from its apathetic fangs
Its nauseating stench conquering the air
Blackening my universe as in the balance it hangs

The taste of individuality is all that I seek
As this monstrosity continuously devours my bones
Threatening the element that is my humanity
Clouding my judgment as I am left to suffer alone

In the eyes of this psychotic beast
I am viewed as the epitome of flourishing hunger
The target of desirable destruction
Awaiting to dissect every ounce of flesh asunder

Fancy Execution

A blossoming shower of rose petals is what we once were
One by one each petal would fall into the flames of extortion
With the intense heat cooperating burning our romance to a crisp
Bittersweet revenge bleeding from the tender ashes
Tempers rising to new heights in the wake of the smoke

It is such a disgrace to allow our romance to deteriorate
Into a journey without a destination
Waging a war without reason
Oh why must you cast a shadow over ecstasy?
In exchange for a fancy execution
Displaying dirty deeds of greed

Desperate to satisfy your need for attention
Kicking and spitting on my precious legacy
Creating a halo of shame around my skull
While you carry on spewing your vicious lies
Disguised as threats forcing me to grasp
Reluctantly following your malicious concept

Breaking News

According to the minds of psychotic strangers
I have been wrongfully labeled a predator
Who are the brains behind these operations?
I would like to speak with the editors

Because these ignorant parasites
Keep inking invalid rumors
Infecting my flesh
Inducing cancerous tumors

Judging books by their covers
Trashing innocent lives
As upon the threshold of humiliation
They unmercifully thrive

Stopping at nothing to melt the ice
To reveal a truth that doesn't exist
Vivid imaginations make for quality fiction
I shall instruct you if you insist
Serving you the same dish
That you tarnished my image with

Painting a false visual before your eyes
Decomposing my integrity
Stealing what is rightfully mine

Royal Disturbance

Invisible to the sight of mere humans

Invincible to all weapons that shall prosper

The real question is he immune to discovery?

Or is his book written by secret imposters

Tell me is this unknown face of arrogance worthy

Of the honor and worship that it inherits?

I was taught to listen to this mysterious voice

Subsequently I was forced to grin and bear it

Wrongfully punished for creating my own destiny

Polluting my system with threats extremely urgent

Informing me that I will burn in the depths of hell

Although personally I view it as a royal disturbance

Crafty Marksman

Above the dingy rooftops of injustice and misfortune

Across the dangerous streets of sin and sacrifice

A bitter, arrogant assassin loads her sniper

Anxiously awaiting to sink her raging bullets of ice

Burying themselves into the tissues of innocent flesh

Traumatizing the lives of thousands of individuals

Victimizing the entire town in light of personal issues

Wreaking fatal streaks of havoc that appear critical

Within every shadow and around every corner

Dwells her devious spirits of extreme anguish

Tonight she should sleep with one eye open

Soon her atrocious crimes shall be vanquished

Drug Queen

The devious smile that occupies the corners of her lips

Delivers a series of chills crawling up my tender spine

Hurtful words escape the tunnel of her vicious orifice

For the sake of superior treatment she selfishly whines

Arrogance happens to be the drug

Frequently injected into her sensitive veins

Murdering her irresistibly sweet personality

Entombing her within a bubble of intense pain

The virus travels at an immeasurable velocity

Infecting her organs with a destructive monstrosity

Tearing ferociously through her helpless soul

Forsaking her lonely heart in the bitter cold

Unknown forces begin to possess her cranium

Encouraging unannounced wages of crime

Her reason for committing such tragedies

Unfortunately remains mysteriously sublime

Forsaken

Earsplitting screams echo from every existing angle

Piercing the midnight air with daunting threats of chaos

Fiercely gnashing the perpetrators of sheer malevolence

Escaping from the tunnel of untold forsaken secrets

Stealthily the victims stalk their tracks for deliverance

From the treacherous walls of redundant negligence

To collapse into the arms of comfort and acceptance

As the evocative lullaby induces opulent tears

In the valleys of punishment desolate souls beg to be taken

Back within the cradling embrace of romantic benevolence

Projecting their intense desire, seducing the virgin clouds

Stimulating the waves wafting the edges of their brains