Smear campaigns, death threats and hate mail. Stab wound photographs in grayscale. Pick the gristle from the teeth, and wipe up all the blood that's underneath. Pent up high school horror stories. Snuff film wet dream missed connections and fight scene orgies. Every ounce of pain dries up on the chain uncomfortable. Tell myself it's wonderful. Some days I walk on water, some days I run on fumes. Running through the slaughter, taking the abuse. I choked down all my anger. It's tucked away and saved for later. Stuck in my head with pins and needles.
