You do not know one second of my life
You know fucking nothing of what is my experience
You know fucking nothing of pain I survived
You know fucking zero about misery I lived
You know fucking zero about my homeless living
You know fucking zero about my eighteen thousand two hundred fifty battles won against evil
You know fucking zero about suicidal emptiness LADENED seconds I survived alone
You know fucking zero about the lifetimes I have lived and died tragically in heroin melodies danced into my heart with furious hatred of my own disgrace
You know fucking nothing about the physical pain which raised my pain threshold into Jupiter’s orbit
You know fucking zero about the miles I have walked dopesickened and deadly Illnesses which pushed me tirelessly sleeplessly towards a burned house squatting smack dealing leech doctor of the painful living that ails me
You know fucking nothing of even one second where drawing toilet water from a service station bathroom without a working sink for clean like water without MRSA to cook out of it
You know fucking zero of my self loathing hatred in shaking hands with the real Devil for trading my soul for a twenty dollar bag of poison named sweetly heroin in absolute trickery in oxymoronic self assessment without anything valuable inside me
You fucking know less than nothing about one moment of my life
How dare you judge me?!!!!!!!!
You said suicidal heroin deadly isolation fighting your hatred with adoration for how ugliness you made me feel inside hiding your venomous intentions inside smiles and proclaimed confusing hugs which ripped my soul to pieces and made heroin numbness my only option for any semblance of peace inside
You know fucking so much less about me than to know my longing stares at a cemetery from behind treatment clinic prison Windows and how delightful and delicious that graveyard gathering of lost souls seemingly so truly vampire dreamy romantic and how my own grace serenaded me with such silent pretty songs which made me seek first romantically encountered sexual predation of innocents in girls nakedness against headstones bent over so I could deliver my truest wickedness inside them with thrusts violent and deadly into their very souls
You know fucking nothing of my own romantic spirit and how my own mastery of romance revealed itself in vampire love stories which made me crave a beautiful woman’s blood to trickle down my chin after having fed upon that sweet cherry wine liquid filling her veins and keeping her warm so I can feed
You know nothing of the demons whom danced inside my own head out of your stupidity in ocular devotion as blackness seeped into my body at will to those demonic real entities which had free will to rape my soul at birth and everything since
You fucking know so little you do not know how little you know little of anything real and valuable
You see with your eyes and read in consuming content less unworthy words rammed so voraciously down your chronically halitosised mouthful of teeth not even resembling smiles but exactly appearing as they are in roundworm clenching parasitic feeding off of another person’s pain so direly feeling understood while remaining to truly understand your own world
You fucking knowing nothing at all goodwill in nature
You know only skyscraper suicides and street urchin disgusting refusal to have spare change in your vault of money filled vacationing lifestyle of the rich and soulless
You fucking stupid monkeys know less than nothing
And you are so very mountainous inside your puny self thinker
And what you do mot know
Should fucking terrify you
But, quite contrarian you choose proud smartest self in superiority to all lesser creatures
These unworthy homeless swine you deny a chance to even survive
With heads held high and flags in masks you proudly parade around
Just dying to be like every one
Else
And that is why I can not care
And in every way possible to infer my messages
In every possible defining understanding of what the letter combinations I apply to what I say
In every conceived way imaginable
I
CANNOT
MISS
You
Metaphors and limericks aside
In blunt truthful disgusting revelation to what you mean to me
Not only can I NOT MISS YOU
BUT RATHER
I DO NOT MISS YOU LITERALLY FIGURATIVELY METAPHYSICALLY RHETORICALLY INTENTIONALLY AND ABSOLUTELY DEADLY ACCURATELY WILL NEVER MISS YOU AS I SCRIBE SMALL TALK SO ABOVE YOUR DEADHEAD
AS I PREDATE UPON THE WICKEDNESS INSIDE YOUR OWN ROTTEN CORPSE WITHOUT YOU ANY THE
WISER
AND I AM TIPTOING THROUGH DAISY FILLED MEADOWS OF ROMANTIC LOVE
WITHOUT ANYTHING MORE THAN I SHUDDER TO THINK
OF HOW UGLY YOU NARCISSISTIC SAVAGELY VOIDED
TRULY APPEAR WITHOUT YOU EEN HAVING THE ABILITY TO CHANGE MY OWN OPINION
REGARDLESS OF WETHER OR NOT YOU CARE TO KNOW
I TRUTHFULLY CONFESS I HOPE TO GOD YOU DO NOT BOTHER TRYING TO READ WHAT I SAY
I ALREADY KNOW YOU ARE NOT ONE OF GODS GOOD ONES
SO GO FUCK YOURSELF
YOU JUST LIVE TO LOVE GETTING YOUR OWN SELF FUCKED SO WELL
THINKING YOUR SHIT DOTH NOT PUTRIFY THE AIR AROUND YOU
FOR YOUR HEAD IS TRULY SO FAR UP YOUR OWN ASSES
THAT YOU JUST ADORE THE WAY YOUR OWN BRAND
OF METHANE GAS
SMELLS DELIGHTFULLY WELL
AND I HAVE ALREADY CAST YOU ASIDE
AS I ASCEND
#Thesefuckingmonkeys
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LOVE IS LONG DEAD 