venom and hope.

"I hope you're not well, I hope things aren't fine.
I hope your body dies, long before your mind.
I hope you reach for help with hands that refuse to reach.
I hope you try to scream with a voice that just won't scream.
I sincerely hope your last breath is mine."

young boy.once a

I was once a young boy never fled too far from home. Now I've lost my name, and misplaced my home. I retreat back to places where I am someone they love. Bright lights serving justice up from above. Everybody thinks they know my name and where I've been. I've got news for you that'll turn your head. I'm not exactly who you think that I've been all along. So shut your fuckin mouth.

I always knew I would be the one to make you believe in sleeping in castles with no guards.

I flee from situations when I know that I've done wrong. But face to face with faith he strings me along. I'll shoot for the moon so long as you raise your arms too. My marksmanship is perfect. My aim is true. Hitting targets marked their rage all over mother's glow. Smoking out the world atop my throne. I take the names of victims that I've gunned down on my own. I please with love and ease, so I aim for gold.