Left to starve

Get back on your feet,
So sweet,
When you're laying on your back,
Incomplete.
Coursing over your thighs,
Your eyes,
So strange,
So deranged.
Rearranged,
Your thoughts,
Resting inside,
Your mind.
I'm fine,
This line,
Is still strong,
Seperating necessity,
From complacency,
As I wander along.
The Turtle and The Hare,
Kids don't seem to care,
About going slow anymore.
And just before,
We all die,
I'd like to try,
And erase the lie,
That started this,
Monstrosity.
Ferocity outlines,
My frame of mind.
So overwhelming,
When I'm running,
My car gunning,
Screaming for release.
My friend repent,
Pay your rent,
The God above,
Punishes sin.
If you win,
The game of Life,
It's full of strife,
And tears,
For years,
Of pain.
No gain,
This game,
No matter how,
You play now.
And I'd like to say,
That while I stray,
I always play,
This thing fair.
Without a care,
I'm like a tear,
In this velvet lining.
Earthly dining,
Consuming gold,
For all is sold,
So cheaply bold.
And it's tenfold,
When I say I hate you.
And I'd like to rape you,
With thoughts of time.
Please remind,
Please rewind,
This second chance,
Going black.
Going back,
To your new beginning,
Without an ending,
And so your left,
With only theft,
Of your beating heart.
Tear it apart,
Just like art,
Call it beautiful,
Make it wonderful,
And leave it there to starve.