Take of me these things
I need them not
I’ve stumbled on the path on which I should have walked
Five flames will be snuffed as I suffocate
A cycle that repeats itself oddly enough
Take five deep breaths and them give them back
The answers to questions that ought be asked
The things I don’t need will be taking me
A cycle that repeats itself oddly enough
“What a guy” said the barfly
“Fuck that punk” said the drunk
“Forget that loser” said the boozer
“Oh what a thinker” said th drinker
I will not partake in snubful consumption
My thoughts I will tear so that I can function
Chunks fall to the side
Ignored mostly
Undermined over mouth
Bang vomit into my veins for stability
Wanting it
Craving it
Trying to saturate
My blood has boiled and evaporated
Some dust remains
Trying to saturate
I’m pretty sure that I once had some heroes
But as of late they have all met their fate
When you envelope Iron in velvet
There had better be something worth holding on to
Bang vomit into my veins for stability
Take part in this blessed sacrilege
The box contains a revoked privilege
Reiterate just to repeat myself
The serpent consumes its tail like clockwork
Gone are the schemas of the dimly lit
I now stand fast
Proud and confident
Before a salivating mass of bastards
All-encompassing disgust
I taste it tonight
I long to be the man who’d shoot himself in the foot
Simply to make a point and have it not be dull
I am so far in the void that I am returning at all times
One step behind finding nothing
Nullified
With a hundred pound hand I am swinging at the fence
In a boundless yard in need of maintenance