Seven Hours

You're a brain eating bacteria,
A gluttonous parasite.
You live your symbiotic lifestyle
With lies and your untruth.

You're a pile of sick,
Regurgitated insincerity.
You roll around and lick it up,
All your own insecurities.

You're the prideful abusive sinner,
But you think you're a martyr,
Wearing your crown of wrath,
Smiting those who loved you, God!

You're not the envy of the mortals,
The only ones with a view.
You lust forever for our lives,
Never knowing who you are inside.

The seven hours we spent together,
Being inflicted by your sloth.
I will never understand your view,
And never did you want me to.