Disgust The Vile

Existential thoughts swirling through a wicked mind

Who, where, why am I? Can't grasp my surroundings

What is this place? A figment of my imagination

or the place where my body dwells

No feelings left behind this skin

Aching for my obsession

Try to fight it off but in vain

Why?

Can't get rid of this disease, a shell am I

No compassion or sympathy

Try to feel but no success, fall deeper inside

Inside where nothing soon exists

I must disgust the vile

to make myself feel alive

No reason found for this atrocious life

Bent out of shape

twisted to fit it's own reflection

Disconnected from this world, a plague am I

A carnivore to be set free

Thrive in all things that are wicked, foul are my ways

Hide in the shadows of sanity

Flashes of torture awake my pulse, my breath, my being

Ferocious will to end all life

Everywhere I look I see prey

My instincts and senses peak

Try to repress but it's futile

They will see my endless wrath

vomit from the taste of my sickness

Return to their origin they shall

die!

I must disgust the vile

to make myself feel alive

I'm an obscene anomaly

the bile of all combined

Degrading thoughts swirling through a determined mind

What will I become?

Understanding my surroundings

No feelings left behind this skin

Aching for my obsession

they will see my endless wrath

Die!