Frameworks - Of Temples

This anger fills my lungs, gets hard to breathe.

But I’m not distraught, I know it’s what I need.

It has opened my eyes to everything.

I know, you don’t believe.

If only you could see what I see.

This anger I’ve built up has turned into hate, it’s been pushed to the point

where I can create a worldview and a lens in that which I see this iniquitous

world is full of fallacies.

This planet is crawling, with liars and cheats. This planet carries the scent

of deceit.

This world has been created, to appease the masses. What was once my vice,

is now my favorite asset.

This world is sugar coated, and creates a weakness. I will never succumb to the

sweetness.