"Exhibitionist"

...so fucking sad,
the life you wasted.
knives as your best friend,
freezers to serve you for an all too
hateful purpose.
but through it all,
through all the sickness you suffered
and the hate you lashed out with,
i can see beauty.
i can see love.
i can see it.
you're called a monster...
i call you a blessing.
a blessing?
blessed be, you are the damned,
cast into fire,
bound and tortured as you did to so many others.
experience the sorrow
from where you lay in the dirt.
listen for the cries,
ignore the lies,
and breathe.
...and breathe.
cast a horrid shock over the world
with a blink of your eyes.
contact the president and
laugh in his face.
and breathe.
...and breathe.
stars fade and are not of conversation.
but you remain.