it rolls and squeezes
firm and painful
never letting you go

it turns and slaps
self-righteous and prudish
clawing on your back

it jostles and fights
bloody and gutting
the scene you’ll never forget

every sigh, every word, every move, every action
hidden hypocrisy, that’s where it stands
this nauseous thought, every single deed
just strikes your porous soul till it bleeds

why, why, why, why
when will it end?
the fortress is gone
already forsworn

it batters and taints
a slash of black, a stroke of pain
your dignity, your heart is slain