My stability is founded by indecisiveness to move either way. I wanted to care when you struck but no words were left to say. You've compounded insult with injury leaving my wounds too deep to heal. You hate groupies made horror and fantasy all too demeaning and real. With humility I apologized while I stood before you with my heart totally open. I remember your wicked smile as you reached in and completely destroyed what was broken. You walked into the pathway of a psychotic criminal playing a hero. Your toxicity overflowed while you reveled in the idea of me a zero. No one told me you were coming but I knew your darkness was my kind. Still, we were banished by mutiny leaving only insanity until the end of time. The righteous growth spurt was stunted as the inversion of chaos prevailed. Another lie was tweeted and virul as the nail upon the crucifix was nailed. Upon this quest to the truth that lies within the rainbows I find beauty in death. In purgatory hall the leaders of the anonymous meetings were spun from slamming meth. Is there another way to an ending that's more like a porno scene? Is there anyone out there to even care or understand anything I mean?