You can't live without purpose. You can only **** time

Dont mistake being alive for living

Junk
This may be junk

There are commas and there are questions

Like junk
In your
Cellar
And junk in your spoon

The creeping
Dread is like family

Bonded by blood and
embittered by
time

i wear my skin
like pearls from a
   string

I wear my skin like silent dusk

I wear my face like loose fog

I wear my pain like dripping skies

I wear my sorrow like fading night

And pray to human
tragedy

What else can i do

What else can i be

staring into a blank field and breaking my promise

the noise drips into my shell, waves like shallow graves

anxiety clutching me
And sweat beads

too hot
For covers too cold
For the ****

release
the pain and

Release me
Release

me
into nothing

I know what it's like to be dead
here and
Now.

Like the fatal dose, so sensual
The Siren of my black ocean

my life is meaningless toil and rot
and the heat sticks to me like glue

no pleasure, no pain and my senses are a green hue like the swamp

I tell no one.

It never gets better
So why waste anyones time

It takes a second to say how you feel

It takes a lifetime to know yourself

It takes money to die

It takes a train to stop crying

It takes a scientist to know what's right

It takes a man to jump in a fire

It takes a flame to keep burning