A place
beyond the seal
and stolen perforation.
Held tightly
to the fabric
of exotic desperation.
They leered
like madmen
looking past
the bars.
Youth walked
out on me
once I got
the scars.
There’s no
secret life
to live
or fairy tale ending.
There’s no
hope that
my brokenness
is on the mending.
Uncouthly
staggering
while holding
the stripper pole.
Damnation's
price was
only to steal
away my soul.
The totality
of reverence
equaled a nil.
I’m in a panic
because I
need another pill.
Gruesome
horror stories
found
their revelry
in my fear.
Looking
to the skies,
praying,
but nothing
did I hear.
The jest,
the fool,
the mockery
of a living man.
Tortured,
and soul-raped
is all that's left
of who I am.
Invasive
sacrilegious
bigots judge me
in my demise.
The same
ones who claim
righteousness
of whom I despise.
You may find
it amusing
to watch the end
of the show.
I crack
a smile
knowing that
hell is where,
you too, shall go.
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