I’m not going away.
I’m going to clean your clocks.
Take every ounce of pain and
make you feel the same.
If what I say right now
is not the fucking truth
I’ll take back all the shit I’ve said
bury it under rocks.
Rocks on this planet.
Rocks on the moon.
Rocks all in orbit.
Rocks are not the proof.
Any sort of truth
you need to look into
just take all of my poems and
blow them all away.