I stepped into the room, the air thick as blood with the lingering suspicion of an unsolved murder, a dead man's body crying out for unleashed vengeance; the night air coldly dreaded the oncoming darkness. In the corner, two laughing hyenas fresh with the guilt of ultimate betrayal, their animalistic behavior a mockery of their humanoid shapes. To probe black hearts such as these I dare not do. Their eyes were graveyards, gateways to the eternal abyss, forever falling into nothingness. I felt the oxygen escaping from my lungs, desperate for a clean breath was I, a drowning man to whom no life preserver comes.
"What pit of hell is this!" I cried out to any god who would listen. But none did. The fuckers never do.
Choking tears came to my eyes with pitchforks of their pleasure wounding me into defeat. Living at the mercy of those who curdle the milk of human kindness is to suffer a thousand needles bound in conspiracy of human puncture, moving in inevitably, timelessly, punishing vain attempts of escape and deflating the soul with a slow hiss until the final dissipation of life. You see your life has no more meaning than the tear-away strip of cardboard that opens a frozen pizza; you find your worth discarded and discounted without a first thought. Soon, one is stepped upon mercilessly, imprinted with Nike branding, shamed before the heavens.
The eyes were here,
The eyes were there,
The eyes were all around!
I stood before them as Jesus before Pilate, but where our Savior remained quiet I could not. Staring into the engulfing fires of damnation, I knew my words would only feed the demons who gloried in my death but whose window was short. I cursed myself for having neither the conviction to kill nor the courage to cough. I stretched out my hand into the emptiness of space in one last appeal - and was found wanting. So I bore witness to my god the cruelty of my fate, to bring condemnation to all the universe!
"You fucking assholes! You're having another fart contest, aren't you? Jesus Christ, you can peel the wallpaper off with that shit! Tell me before I walk into room, you fucking pricks!"
Then the devilish hyenas cackled once more into the night air, stilling the heart and making forlorn roadkill of hope for mankind.