Negativity's Spool

This spool of negativity unraveled, sparked and metal lime pierces eardrums in their skin and wraps conundrums 'round the brain It usurps all the confidence which should be stored in violet bowls to sip when low ignition strikes and twines the weary, dragging souls It threads the skin of counterparts to skin cells loving anger and twists it's turns through open mouths to happiness endanger This spool of negativity spat and rolled by rotten tongues will stretch and tear at the slightest tug like paper silk gone soaked in rum It dusts disintegration and sleeps in rusty coils and snakes through poison mushrooms in the darkest forest soils It winds a whisper metal lick into the hearts of mighty men constricting blood of pumping life until they reach to sorrow's end with thoughts too steep and oiled black to negatively condescend...