Overt Deathening.

No one believes in me.
There is a time in which people
have the opportunity to but those people
never enter my life. I am tired of this candy sweet ideals
of the outer and shit and hell on the enter.
Although I might say magazines and comics
what I mean is bullets that are chamber buddies
for a gun that is like a dream of shooting off comics
and overt deatherning anyone who opposes the ideals
of civility. Showing them how uncivilized they are; not able to write at all.
The end.