The Ideal Falls
And I was angry, today
wanting to be a lesser person
cave to more base morals
For why should I suffer for being so much better?
Because I'm better.
Why should I pay for your mistakes?
heave your weight upon my back and
carry it still whilst you
embrace the destruction of vice
and peurility
And you cannot stand my humanity
you spin your lies less apt than
the arachnid and
I, I am so far out of you
your comprehesion
and you must tarnish me and make me hate
and hurt
and wish I had the courage to bear
the sound of my own pleading
for
you cannot know
the anger
you awake in me
and
all
your
lies
and putresceant simpering
has only served to taint the ones you love
beyond all
and dream you might and plead,
bat lashes and
hide the warp within
you are pine to oak and you will fall
If only you had taken your lessons from me instead of the witch who spawned you
for she lost herself to grief so long ago