My body temperature rises
to 104 degrees
irregardless of the
amount of pressure applied
when you piss me off
uncontrollable anger
is released
my mouth has influence
over the words
I speak..saying what's
been fighting internalization
within my mind
my tongue lashes out
sharp to sever
as so are the blades
of a Swiss Army
...cut out your
aortic root and verbally
I surgically perform
open-heart valve replacement
replacing your soul
with my stones that I've
thrown
I've become the projectile
that started at
ground zero
hitting the center
of you with
unmistakeable
marksmanship precision
my words
slice through your
jugular to inject
critical judgment
into your veins
transporting feelings
away from your
cranium just to
inflict the pain
that you made me
feel at one time
when I was weak
~you took me to
a breaking point
dropped me off and
that's when I began
to
think...think...think...think...think
about how
you've never been the
brightest crayon in the box -
...now have you
I've finally took courage
got on my own two feet
and walked confidently past you
so...I've moved
past the point of no return
and beyond the service
of sarcasm you so frequently
offered to me
now I have
learned the art of
of expressing myself
to you
and it too has become
my mastery
(c) 2001 SOULOFASISTA
to 104 degrees
irregardless of the
amount of pressure applied
when you piss me off
uncontrollable anger
is released
my mouth has influence
over the words
I speak..saying what's
been fighting internalization
within my mind
my tongue lashes out
sharp to sever
as so are the blades
of a Swiss Army
...cut out your
aortic root and verbally
I surgically perform
open-heart valve replacement
replacing your soul
with my stones that I've
thrown
I've become the projectile
that started at
ground zero
hitting the center
of you with
unmistakeable
marksmanship precision
my words
slice through your
jugular to inject
critical judgment
into your veins
transporting feelings
away from your
cranium just to
inflict the pain
that you made me
feel at one time
when I was weak
~you took me to
a breaking point
dropped me off and
that's when I began
to
think...think...think...think...think
about how
you've never been the
brightest crayon in the box -
...now have you
I've finally took courage
got on my own two feet
and walked confidently past you
so...I've moved
past the point of no return
and beyond the service
of sarcasm you so frequently
offered to me
now I have
learned the art of
of expressing myself
to you
and it too has become
my mastery
(c) 2001 SOULOFASISTA
