Beat (Common Sense Into) Me

Modern day punishment through venomous words.
Where are the lashings?
The senseless beatings?
I wish for you to do what's old.
The knives that roll off of your tongue like
quickfire
kill me slowly.

I drag my limp extremities forward continuously;
even through your thorn-like rules and regulations.
Never have I wanted to badly to crush you,
to pull out your heart.....
or lack there of.
You've branded my skin with these scars.
You've imprinted my mind with these thoughts
of hatred
of love
of need
of want
of escape
I'm though;
finished.
This poison you inject has had time to
infect my mind