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