Parasite

I reached into the gutter just to pull you from the fucking edge. I gave you every promise, every prayer, and every pledge. I offered you a mother fucking life raft in the middle of your flood, but you just wanted someone else to wallow in the fucking mud. You took the hand I gave you and you bit it to the bone. You can’t stand to see a light that isn’t just your own. You’re a professional fucking victim with a crown made out of glass, watching everyone you use as the seasons start to pass.
You spit in the face of the mother fucking mercy I showed. You’re a heavy debt that can never be owed. You drain the fucking well dry then you complain of the thirst. In your twisted little world, you’re the only one who’s first. It’s all about your fucking ego. It’s all about the fucking game. You set the house on fire just so I could feel the flame. You use me like a fucking tool until the edges start to dull, then you look for a new soul and a brand new void to lull.
MISERY LOVES COMPANY. BUT YOU DON’T WANT A FRIEND, YOU WANT A CASUALTY. YOU’RE A FUCKING PARASITE FEEDING ON THE HEART OF THE KIND. LEAVING NOTHING BUT A TRAIL OF THE BROKEN BEHIND.
I’m done being the damn ladder you climb to escape your own hell. I’m done being the water you steal from the well. You’re a bottomless pit of demand and "poor me," while you’re stabbing the backs of the few who were free. You screw over the loyal. You spit on the brave. You’re just a ghost digging everyone else’s grave. Take your anger. Take your spite. Take your bitter, black soul. I’m reclaiming the pieces of me that you fucking stole.
SPIT IN MY FUCKING FACE. I’LL TURN IT TO FUEL. I’M DONE BEING THE FUCKING TARGET AND I’M DONE BEING THE FUCKING TOOL. YOU TAKE. YOU BREAK. YOU MAKE US ALL ACHE. EVERYTHING FOR YOU. NOTHING LEFT FOR ME. ROTTING IN THE SYSTEM. FEEDING ON THE FRICTION. YOU ARE THE ADDICTION. MISERY LOVES FUCKING COMPANY. SHUT DOWN. POWER OFF. DISCONNECT. ERASE THE FUCKING MEMORY OF EVERYONES DISRESPECT.

Industrial Metal with Aggressive Guitars, Distorted Vocals, Mechanical Percussion, and Dark Atmosphere, female