Axiom

Slap on your treacherous smile
Get on with your endeavor
Master, it has been awhile
I’m obsolete and lost
Can#t live without my savior
A mental autopsy granted by me and I
Frantically scribbling
Feathers, skin and blood
Cut me open and take me away
Pour my lifeblood in your chalice
Then pour it into the mud
But I’ll laugh when it’s time for you to pay
Designer of my nightmares
Destroyer of my truth
Bookkeeper of human ransom
A vessel of pain walking among us
Armed to the teeth
In wide awake fear of the voice that never sleeps
Threading upon my sanity
Planting seeds of hate in my brain
Deny me my serenity
Deny me my will to live