No Mercy for the weak.

Oh the paradox

The time of turning

When one keeps to itself

and so does the other.

It builds, and it builds

until it boils up and festers

like an open wound with shit kicked on it

and when the infection settles in,

it becomes the sickening of the ages

Years go by and the silence grows

and you wonder...

How did this all come to be?

Oh woe is to you that doesn't get your way.

Arrogant, entitled, narcissistic young child.

When will you ever learn that the world does not revolve around you.

Swollow your pride.

Always playing victim when no one truely is out to get you.

Did you ever wonder why you are being rejected now?

Was it because you spun a lie.

Tried to fool us yet.

All along it has been you undoing yourself.