feel this

thoughts disgraced ->
pile of mud
in your face
can you feel
what I feel
in my veins?
lack of respect
acted a dick
high beams of hate
my chosen fate
who were you again?
i'm your last friend
it'll never be enough
efforts equate to snuff
inspired by this fire
singed by a vocal liar
spoken words, interrupt
do it again, disrupt
calm, feelings of fear
sinister, like jokers' sneer
feel this

malice

pretend it doesn't exist
acceptance of sentiment
decipher what was meant
Oh, sod it!
roll up & forget this
content to rise
dying, in heavens eyes
lost track of that prize
on way to my demise