Blissless Shell (inspired by American Psycho)
by Garrett “Grizzly” W.
Look past me, I am the hideous
You can't grasp my total lack of bliss
My body writhes silently, swiftly
My mind conjures wickedry like ecstasy
I am a cracked, hollow shell
I am your last sight before your trip to hell
You're heartless almost mindless
You're a tool – you're a fool
I am the cleanser, the defender
I am the scourge to everything for pleasure
My total lack of bliss
Accompanies your death kiss
I seek the not-so-meek
I laugh as I feel weak
Every week I feed or purge
Inspired murder – cannot resist the urge
You see me as that I am not
I always see you as one when you rot
Fierce competition, hatred fruitions
Better is my motto, it's my mission
Attaining such needs oft sadism
I should be the embodiment of Sadism
I despise me, you espouse me
For that I take you with glee
Instability, insanity, my very few abilities
Do not so much as to self-please
You hear me albeit with ignorance
Hence I destroy you in my blunt arrogance
My journey through my total lack of bliss
Should it be not so much as a miss?
