one swipe

tiny liars
im not impressed or convinced
just because you can sniff each others asses
and sell each other the idea
that s**t doesn't stink
doesn't give you a better result or solution
than that one i came to
im tired of the sound of your insignificant voice
vibrating in my ear
rubbing on every nerve and carving away at all resolve
the attack wont come on fast
it will be slow and subtle
and you wont know whats happening until its too late
and you are already half in the body bag
iike tiny dogs, yipping at the air
when all it would take
is one swift act of rage
and all that would be left is a red mist in the air
where the body used to be
it is nothing short of pure torture just being around
and having to constantly maneuver through your bullshit
and my fists itch like they need to get some killing done
your life isn't precious
your existence is a result of mouth breathers with bad genes
rubbing their crotches together too much
and we got landed with you
i have no sympathy
i have no connection to you as a fellow human
you are in the way
you are just another thing thats wrong with the equation
you are the essential that is stripped away to find the real underneath
you are the smudge on the canvas
the world removes you
you are waste
and im tired of your kind playing on our sympathies
get out of my way
or im coming through you