Toxic Poem by Connor Whyte

If I had all the strength in the world I would bring you down from your throne and open your eyes to things that have been done. Blinded by your own insecurity leaving people to praise you and hide your every flaw, leaving you flawless but most see right through you, damage yourself with the drugs you take to erase you from existence.

This toxin you take breaks you down and builds up your anger, holding on to everything you think is important but leaving it and throwing it down, down as you slash your wrist to gain pleasure, don't you see the things you do? Just run from it act like nothing is wrong.

This is the hole you dug and filled with liquid metal, Step down from your throne and peel the eyes that are closed, Blame yourself leave you to mourn on this toxicity, some day your going to hit something vital and leave this place forever. If this is the want you desire then don't blame us as you burn in your fire.