Incarnate 365

"I wouldn't do anything that I felt guilty about. There's no need
To feel guilty. I haven't done anything I'm ashamed of. It's that
I haven't done enough. I might be ashamed of that, for not doing
Enough, for not giving enough, for not being more perceptive
For not being aware enough, for not understanding. Maybe I should
Have killed four, five hundred people, then I would have felt
Better. Then I would have felt like I was doing something, which
Is why I accepted guilt. If I wanted to kill somebody, I'd take
This bullet and put you in the empty, and I would feel satisfied."

Prisoned on this dying shelf, escape is inevitable
Restless mind, blinded these eyes, forgiven fact not so visible
Faster than shots, death's exit's left, worst kind of horrible
Trials find all the time, before you become your own evil

Throw away the bones, scattered along side of the road
The dead die, lay awake, bloody
Don't your friends ever love?
You'll never know
Inside, ash and slate, I destroy the world