Bitchin and yellin in that high-pitched voice,
Listening to it constantly, I have no choice,
Ranting and raving, your antics go on,
Tranquility here has long ago gone,
My brains run ragged from your sickened screech,
My heart pumps slower, you continue to preach,
My ears bleed red, yet I still hear,
I gouge out my eyes, yet I sense you near,
Exasperation breathes me in,
I breakdown to a place I've never been,
Enveloped in grief-stricken doubt,
It's no longer what I'm about,
Your verbal abuse has hindered me,
So fed up, but I'm gonna make you see,
The morose views are lifted,
A sullen mind, in use, so gifted,
Shut the fuck up, I've heard you scream enough,
Running around rampant, I know you think your tough,
So how do you feel with no defense in hand?
Is there one last request? One last demand?
The wretched agony stretches across your face,
As your spirit and body are defaced,
Just bleed for me one damn day,
As I've bled for you in every way.
 
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