the rod of self loathing is a greasy pole,
it rusts the heart and corrodes the soul.
it casts a shadow that is dark and bleak,
a malignant tumour that leaves the spirit weak.
it defiles all love and defies all lust
and destroys your confidence in those you trust.
words by cocaine jesus
2 comments:
yes its a cancer self loathing
this was awesome ...
this reminds me of one of my favourite poems by byron, not sure why ...
"Yet must I think less wildly: I have thought
Too long and darkly, till my brain became,
In its own eddy boiling and o'er-wrought,
A whirling gulf of fantasy and flame:
And thus, untaught in youth my heart to tame,
My springs of life were poison'd. 'Tis too late!
Yet am I chang'd; though still enough the same
In strength to bear what time cannot abate,
And feed on bitter fruits without accusing Fate"
prerona>>>i know little of byron apart from his 'ozymandias' thing. i like this very much so thanks for that.
wish i was in the same league as byron though. man that would be cool.
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