He Was a Good Man, He Was a Taxpayer

I cannot stay long, with a sudden exhalation A quivering leaf in the sun and a heartfelt obsession We were never young We were never strong It's of so little consequence that you forgive me now Now that I'm gone The heat is gone I've only got so far that I can fall None of it will be remembered None of it deserves any recollection, after all Wе were nevеr young We were never strong It's of so little consequence that you forgive me now Now that I'm gone We were never young We were never strong It's of so little consequence that you forgive me now Now that I'm gone Where was there left to go? But to dance about in our decay? Where was there left to go? Much to our reciprocal dismay Now that I'm gone, you're free Now that I'm gone, you're free Now that I'm gone, you're free Now that I'm gone, you're free

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 23, 2026

This time I'll plead, I'm desperate Help, this cannot continue this way I will not help pull you from this misery This is not a guilt trip, I'm just losing my grip You are on your own All senses, a ghost - forgotten pieces, with a forced lapse Unwelcome reflection every time that I go back To this lost space Where that scared boy once hoped To be someone stronger An apprehension unprovoked You are all alone You are all alone Most wish that you werе never herе Most wish that you were never here Most wish that you were never here Most wish that you were never here

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 23, 2026

So painfully stubborn, zero re-adjustment No refocus, just negligent entitlement Squawking crows on sun baked rocks Watching, one by one, as our future is stolen from us Under claw, torn asunder by the fading shore Under claw, torn asunder, there must be so much more One last request, choking on faltered breath One last request, choking on faltered breath It's so fucking hot A not so gentle reduction of thought This longing for enlightenment and proof of concеpt It's never been more apparеnt that we've gotten this all wrong I don't think there is valour in making it to the other side With so many that you despise I don't think there is valour in making it to the other side With so many that you despise

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 23, 2026

I need this to stop, you can't keep coming back This cyclical nightmare, an altered state under attack An unwelcomed distraction, I was spent so long ago You are not welcome in this space any more There is no escape from our mistakes As you won't admit one ever took place There is no escape from our mistakes The Shrike, The Shrike, The Shrike I do not want to feel this way Sometimes you are left behind, sometimes there is no way out This designed collapse of civil dignity Is this not progress? This is where you'd have us be? There is no escape from our mistakes As you won't admit one ever took place There is no escape from our mistakes The Shrike, The Shrike, The Shrike Crushing in its loss I don't care This isn't for me Crushing in its loss I don't care This isn't for me Oh

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 23, 2026