Merry ***ing Christmas, Asshole who Tried to Light Himself on Fire

Iridescent thought
Falling to ground
From those above you
Causing impending doom
Denialist,
Oh, but listen to them
They cause your being
Your state of mind
Interrupting
Your holiday schedule
A step
And fall
Be with these thoughts
Cast aside
And forgotten
They are as they should be
As you should not,
But want to be
Immortality is here
A self-indulgent Hell
Fabled by all
Ever in existence
And thoughts now
Burned like books
Gone before you could ever
Be aware
For paradise is ever
Unattainable
The ultimate
Futile
Mission
Haunting leaders
And yourself
Purposely lacking emotion
In shouting
To those around you
Still ever unattainable
And consequences
Never mattered
You could not have known
Your thoughts are gone
But
You are still to blame