Brian Emo

Brian walks home and cries into a pillow Boiling in anger then softening in sorrow Waking up next day carry on with fear Shuffling along in the whiteness of evil He was told that hope would keep him sane But its hope that gives him all the pain There are screams you hear and screams you don’t The world is quiet but it isn’t kind They push for an answer but the question is blind And as an instinct to survive He finds a new way to exist The more poison pours out from his wounds The brighter he shines Until all his cuts become unstoppable fountains Pouring out not pain but immense pleasure He’s become one of his kind You created me out of confusion, raw panic, disease-ridden thoughts I am born out of fear and loathing I had been here, a small part of you Vulnerable like a balled up infant But now I’m growing stronger and stronger and stronger I am the knife you swing I am the screams you cry I am the blood you shed I am what helps you survive I’m in the drugs you take I’m in the pain you feel I’m in the air you breathe I am what keeps you alive I am invisible I am undeniable I am uncontrollable I am inside, inside! I am not one of them I will be all of them I will be everywhere I will spread like a fire to end your torture to earn your life Run! Run! Run! It’s burning up your legs, your thighs, your chest, your head, your hair, your face, your whole- consume me! Sickly sweet toxic all pouring out of my system Deformed, unusual, tragic, alive I warned you about what I could do to you I warned you about what I could do I am free from the alien loneliness I am free from your endless prejudice I am free from unwanted affections I am free from a crooked box you called family I am free