"Exit" - a poem

[Babo Flatulentius the 3rd]

exit

you fake
you break down and cry
don´t  take that step
for heavens sake


fucked up shell
golden inside
a beautiful hell
we hide

it´s written in the books
but we´re too afraid to read
harvest the trees
but never understand the seed

if fear is a demon
I kiss this monsters face
caress a dead heart
and study an insane race



[burp! now my medulla oblongata is itching... meh]

[Cramulus]

I like it.

I like the meter - the second stanza has a cool little jump at the end