expletive's no more

Take away my innocence with unfathomable tantrums of the bastardly lust.
Nothing is going as is seems it should.
Everytime.
Anytime.
It's like everyone is shoving themselves inside the tiniest bottle of whatever that no one is really there anymore.
They stake their souls for dirty money.
All money is dirty.
Don't ever forget it.
Their misguided ironies,
leading all those lemmings right off the cliff.
Can't even open my godforsaken mouth.
So tired of this holding back.
Scraping together scraps of sanity to hold in a jar and look at.
Whatever.
This is all screwed up.
Messed up.
Star burn.