The Perfect Creation

At first it seemed like the perfect creation.
Something to finally end this distaste.
A sudden realization, an unwelcome thought.
Must believe the truth, whether you like it or not.
Something to learn, is always there.
Life is too short, for this to bear.
Take back your dreams, with your fucked up soul.
Must make time to fill this new hole.

Eat Evil

Hear it, see it.

I hate nothing, as much as I hate this.

You shun it, yet you make it.

I should make you eat it.
Make you eat evil.