Axiopoenus

Take your fucking hands off me,

Society the Molester.

What was I before you?

I can only imagine what I

would be now without you.

I dream of blissful normality,

no demons to drive me,

always driving me to isolation.

I was addicted to what you gave

and repulsed by what you took.

And amid my ordeal

I found a desire to heal you.

22SEP2001