Murderers
We are all murderers
We take our nooses
And hang our personalities.
You take your gun
And blow a whole through what I do,
I take my knives
And shred your intelligence.
He takes her dreams
And drowns them.
She takes every thing that he’s become
And buries it alive.
We take everything we hope to do
And cut it off
Leaving it no hope of surviving.
You take my persona
And build it up
Just to knock it down.
I take my razors
And watch your feelings
Trickle out of your throat.
This is who we are,
This is what we do,
This is who we all inevitably become.
