Criminal Warfare of the Mind

Revenge was the recluse
In the dusty corners of my brain
Binging on the refuse
Of the criminally insane

Who ride tides of crushing white
In this bone yard of a beach
Yearning for the bite
Of the perpetually deceased

When my trigger finger itches
The bugs are sewing up the seams
Eating away at the stitches
That hold together all my dreams

A chrysalis of human skin
Is what I'm trapped inside
Reality calls it a trash bin
Sedate hunger for the night

Hospital burning was a fair
So the sick live on the streets
Biological warfare
In every fiber that we eat

Scratch the itch this time
Chunks of meat hit the fan
And my star finally aligns
I shake off all the sand