You were driven into a corner,
the weight of their hate
pressed you to the floor
You asked for mercy
you pleaded with your tormentors
to just put you down
They gave you bread
you ate it and it was sweet in your mouth
it turned bitter in your stomach
it made you mean inside
They fed you hate
and it grew in you
it grew and it became this--
you can only function at full noise
you twitch and sputter
at any other volume
Destruction keeps you warm
arson makes you smile
bleeding is made better
when you've become lightheaded
and can finally think clearly
Their laughter dulls
your senses fade
you are nearing the end
like a dying, fallen star
you are so far from home
Will they see it when you die?
Will they see the night sky dim
imperceptibly?
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