Fucking Up

So we're all fucking
with our hats off-
lipstick smeared on rough hands.
Jaded eyes searching
all around.
We're riding the elevators
to Hell
with plastic, candy-coated smiles
and bandaged hearts.
They ache and burn-
all twisted and deformed.
We, the demons, have arrived.
Shoot us down-make us
bleed and cry for our Lost World.
The stained glass is shattered-
the bells aren't ringing.
Oh (G)od!
The boys are raping.
The girls are whoring.
And we are all just fucking-
just fucking up.

Whoo for the f word. Tis a fun thing.