Come to Terms

Come to terms
Or keep living
The nightmares of oppressions
A state that you are used to
So come to terms

Yes you look healthy
Beautiful and sensible
Till you open your mouth
Repulsive enough to oppress
Your ownself
You cant escape
You don’t want to

Yes you are sharp
For a minute or so
Then all is hazy
Then you fearfully
Try to quiet down
Your Monsters

Demons won’t escape you anymore
Run from everything
But from yourself

So come to terms
There is no escape for you
You died in the womb
Of your tobacco chewing mother
You just couldn’t escape the flesh

You tasted the wrath of being concieved
So come to terms
Horrible death awaits you
You can fight all you want
Till the grave engulf your
Dead body


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