The evil taste of hunger

It‘s harder to other yourself in prose

I know not what tomorrow brings

I failed at shitting

I did it wrong

I failed at failing life

I scratch my face 

With silver nails

The pain of which

Can help me read

You win some jobs

You lose some jobs

You never gave a fuck

bullet-train of tunnel thoughts

that evil taste of hunger

The old world is yikes

The new world is woke

Now is the time of victims

I put my faith in poison

I love dearly, let it kill me

Who taught me how to have a soul?

Forgotten trees of yore