We all go down

Every day he lives with regret, another failed venture, another bill past due, at least he still had you.
Stuck in the life of excess, he just thinks, did you ever really love me or was I just your good time buddy.
I roll over and open my eyes  when my alarm starts to shreak . I let it Blair as I stair at the pillow that lays fluffy and undisturbed . It's just me, my hang over and my sorrow. Sad turns to rage. Fist balled tight I turn and smash that fucking alarm into pieces. 
Rejection, failure , what friends? What family? What hope. I see my face in the shattered mirror and think...yup, Time to kill the cretins
Grab my salt gun and head out side. Pop pop pop .....I murder the grasshoppers , spiders ,  moths, and all the earwigs . Fuck em the grimy crust of this great land.
Fuck em ALLLL! I KILL FOR FUN YA 
Die little creepy crawlies . 

DAMN OUT OF ROUNDS...OH GOD, HERE COME THE HORNETS!

I drop the gun and grab my zap rackets. Got 1 for each hand . Zap zap fucking zap. I'm  propelling back this horde, but they keep on coming. Time break for the door. I turn to run and trip over my fucking gun! Splat, I smash the ground  and flip over just in time to see them not 5 feet away. My god they are stinging with an unrelenting determination.  I reach over and grab the can of gasoline.  I soak myself ,pull out my lighter , "to think, I thought this would be just another day like all the others"
I light my shirt and up we good !  Now I'm dead but so are they SO FUCK IT!!

Indie rock, emo