Becoming a knife

Consume people Practice in emotional coldness Practice deadening it But at the same time You are becoming a knife Created to sting hearts Warm blood on cold steel Blessed is the lust Blessed is rationality. Blessed is the ego Blessed is disregard. Are you shaped by people? Or do you carve yourself Out of a stone? If you can't change The circumstances Then kindly learn to adapt to them. You can't change people's behavior But you can change the way You treat them Learn your craft And you will shape people. Calculate Manipulate You don't need a god You become your own master Be like a mirror In a world of snakes, Your only weapon Is to become toxic. We all have a hole in us. We work our whole lives To fill the hole. We feed it forever And have never replenished it. We feed it forever, But nobody is able To fill the hole. Take your possession Take your whole time Take your emotions And throw everything in the hole. What does it give you back Except some moments? Knowledge Experience Rational thinking Kills the emotions Decadent Excessive Fastidious Supersaturated Looking for more extremes Just to realize That you are still alive. Remind yourself every day to suffer On your fucking first world problems Grab for everything you need But never show weakness Disappoint me Hurt me Please just give me a reason to hate you And we will meet again When feelings work through logic Or we will meet again When the knife is blunted Or when the knife is broken