Under duress

The weight of this unbearable stress is immense. Spin the top to spin the truth. Easier to overcome with your undeniable youth. Grab the prize while you stomp before the impending demise. Try as you might to impose your will. While you seek cheap and dangerous thrills. Shot twice in the head what a hard pill to swallow. Lack of remorse and emotionally shallow. Are you really under duress or just panic stricken? Or maybe you’re just trying to spin the truth. Attempts to avoid responsibility have become rather uncouth. The run through the woods is similar to the whistling in your mind. Grind your teeth to conjure goosebumps from your head to your feet. Be it the four horsemen or flocking vultures you can’t blame anything on abandoned cultures. You can’t imagine your actions away. No one buys your fake logic anymore. You are now apart of the time before. Don’t bother waking up no one is going to bring you coffee. Six feet under is not enough space between you and your victims. Evil knows no distance. Death is not the parting line. Tribulation and misery seem rather fine.

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