Weak Tyrant
by Snapcase· from Progression Through Unlearning
Open your hands, clenched fists, black eyes and weakness inside, inside your mind you're scared that you can't hide your fear of that which reveals weaknesses. So you hide your insecurities through hatred, anger and intimidation, self-destruction, embrace nothing, it's digression. go, go away from here. No, no progression. through your violence, it brings us all down, we have fallen through your anger. The weak tyrant.