Weaponized Grief

Human garbage bag

Banality

Close to God

Nonsense won't be enough

Weaponized grief

is everything

Teach me about suffering

All dogs smell grief

I fall in love with the cruel, dark night

I think about empty infinity

True Information

Unjust reality

When you see, you realize nothing

Cruel as man

Bright as stars

Teach me about suffering

All dogs smell grief

I fall in love with the cruel, dark night

I think about empty infinity

I fucking break

Therefore I'm human from sometimes

Sooner or later

Right or wrong

Everyone with a fantasy wants to use it