Triple Zero

Triple Zero
It burns! it burns! it burns my eyes and throat, but i need no antidote.
gnawing and tearing at my insides -
seething, keeping me alive - hatred poisons me through and through -
a sustenance - keeping me true. it's not too late.
it's never gonna be too late.
embrace your hate. the pain! the pain!
the pain it crushes me. i gain animosity. acid sweat and
bloody tears, through it all i preserve.
some sedate through indifference but i withheld zero tolerance.