Literature
one more hit
Can not function in society anymore.
There's no escape from the machine all around.
A constant banter as I am reprogrammed.
I am changed and there is no way but down.
I want to leave it but serpent brain keeps me here.
Need to kill it, just to survive.
Give me something to make it bearable.
One more hit to make it through the night.
Don't you know, you'd need it too?
Just too conditioned to ever know.
Don't you know, they laugh at you.
The manipulators of all life...
I'm a volcano, with lava shifting inside
When it finally erupts,
all around me will suffer and fry.
Will nature return to renew again?
Decimated overstated mental collaps
