Give me a cocktail,
Give me whiskey,
I need to be drunk tonight,

Give me a potion,
Give me happy pills,
I need to disappear from light,

Let there be darkness,
- the demons,
I want to be possessed this time,

Let there be pain,
Just a little bit of disgrace,
I don't want to be "just fine",

Tune in Mayday Parade,
Let it knock my head,
I really want to feel alive,

I don't see if you care,
So let there be knives and blades,
I want to be dead at the same time

Vast realm
of
lifeless bodies roaming the streets
souls headed in no particular direction
achromatic skies roll on eternally
the seemingly colossal heap of rotted decayed yesterdays
indistinguishable
men with not the faintest inkling of a mission
encaged  by the desolate frozen grounds he once roamed freely
enslaved by his own ruthless vindictive mind
exuding gusts of bitter, bone chilling air
overpowering
encapsulating
ensnaring me in its wrath.
And I,
I so invincible,
I so inviolable..
I Crumble.
Just like that.