Angels and mazes

about me

Angels and mazes

It occupies my mind,
for short spaces of time.
I enter it like a maze,
with the subconscious intentions of getting lost.

I slam face down.
Broken bones and gushing veins.

Burning need to escape,
you cannot escape the flames.
Piteous desires to touch the flowers far away.
A fool to think you’re worthy of such fruits,
You decrepit, feeble, sack of hopelessness.
Parasitic demon, clawing at favourable ideologies.
Nothing will suffice.
How can you possibly satisfy,
the needs of a greater being.

Give up, give in,
Perish, burn, and wither from within.
Sin, scowl,
lowly scum.
No woman wants to see your cum,
Just imagine the pathetic offspring you would produce.
You think these are not facts?
This is 100% science, you ignominious worm,
 truths based on evidence as hard as diamond.

You are about as likely to encounter aliens,
and you know it,
as well as they do.
They can smell it,
sense your filth,
Avoid you like the plague,
Ignore you like you are nothing.

So go on, find a new maze,
See what good it brings.
Oh, others have it worse,
But that does not matter to you.
As you sink further down your abyss,
made of unrealistic expectations and warped memories.
Your deluded, drowning body, longs to be rescued.
But why on earth would any glowing angel, dive down for the mere likes of you.