Inside is my mecca.

But let me make this clear…There is no satisfaction!You can nit and pick,Do all of this in fits.So let me tell you quick…You get no reaction from me…I can see you are evil!You can moan and whine,Like you do half the time.Throw a tantrum on a dime…But I am no Adam for your Eve.You can…

Asking ‘why’ very soon.Barbarians can do only one thing successfully.Declare victory…After total destruction,And chaos has been determined.It convinces them they created fire.And the only purpose the Sun has…Is to bronze their skins.Ignoring those of natural color.For fear insecurities will be exposed.Leave them to fight.They will be clinging on to life…Asking ‘why’ very soon.And those who…

And squeeze that sucker dry.Leave it to hang…For those believing she deserves empathy.Hopefully this time…She is finally gone!Dedicated:To all those who are accustomed,to biting the hand from which they feed!

Pump payer.Wallet slayer.Guzzle from the pump…Chump.You ain’t by yourself.And the ride is bumpy…Gonna leave you grumpy.Muzzle up and hump,Chump.Pump payer.Wallet slayer.Grumble in a mumble if you want.But if you want to get by…You’re gonna squalor for that dollar.No matter if you holler!Guzzle from the pump…Chump.Pump payer.Wallet slayer.Guzzle from the pump…Chump.You ain’t by yourself.And the ride…

And that is proof enough,That what one initiates…Only has to inspire the desireTo make real what isn’t.Like any emotion…That begins from mere suggestion.And anyone who has ever felt,What has not been seen…Knows it is better left mentioned,And described…To gain the best affect!Thus creating any reaction that is wished!Especially in a controlled environment.

Addicted and wicked this sickness is.And those who cherish this as their existence,Parish…Like a falling star losing light,The Sun refuses to follow…Or trace its path,As it falls to be forgotten…Into an eternity of darkness.Swallowed in a cosmic hold!