the human condition is inherit claustrophobia.
compression of my space made complete.
i would rip out my own entrails by hand just to be alone.
inanity rolls total through this sphere.
ostracized for clarity of vision.
a dream unrealized of solitudethat i should decend into autonomy
& know the pain of fellowship no more. i feel nothing but a lack of space.
paradox of socialization results in duress.
rife with hostility, what has caused me so much hate?
humanity. exterminate with extreme predjudice. |