An ambition, to be nothing you admire. How far can it go, this experiment that lingers behind the eyes? It must breach my skin, descend and push past gritted teeth.
Just a test, an exercise in depravity and self indulgence. Bridges will burn, and the trail will trace back to my burning hand.
Live the dream, of living in a waking nightmare. Indulge every thought, never say no, except to spite you.
Dedication, to fucking up the things you love just to see what will happen. I'm on a knife edge, and everyone is going to get cut.