Liquid Cartographer

Hand down the bottle,
To the one they call the soul,
This liquid cartographer
Shall show your heart well.

Expose all your weakness,
And shatter all your dreams.
Bring you to your knees
In the world of your mind.

It shall decimate your body,
Voice false consecration of actions,
Exploit all your emotion,
And wait; For the reaping is soon.

As it sits and contemplates
In your temple of flesh.
Sinister is its ways; For happiness
Is first, then the purging of poison.