Survival Instinct I can smell the new smell of deathDisgusting, digesting, fermentingOr is it the smell of day old oilI’m unsure as unclassified as one can beI break into the vault only to find that it’s all goneNothing is ever what it seemsYet I sit and sit waiting for something newEach day a tiny, little […]

“I know your life is a never-ending nightmare full of horror and deceit. I know you are often at odds with yourself and this horrid thing called life. Every morning is filled with contempt as you have this endless debate on whether or not you should kill yourself in your shower or while your K-cup […]