I am a being made of shame
And all that I am
I can see in you

I am pathetic in my apathy
And, yes, I know
You could care less

My mind self-destructs
In glowing patterns
That replicate themselves
Endlessly
Until I can't even tell
If I'm me or I'm you

And I am screaming at nothingness
My throat too raw, it only collects dust
In pools of spittle and blood at my feet
Caved in my trachea with bitter features
These **** poor creatures
Who swallow every word uttered
Rust shut my carotid, jugular and sane
I'm embarrassed of the things I haven't done yet
and I'm ashamed to find myself still wanting
The devil bowed at my feet is my own insecurity
My suicidal ideation and sense of self-worth
Tongue lapping up my disease
They'll forget you while you're here
And worship the fallen idol of your suit-clad corpse
Necrophiles pulling off pieces to ****** within
The stench of rotting flesh stiffens *****
They'll love you once your dead

Swallow plague, out for the holidays,
Holler ways, I'm short on hearing and my ears are bleeding,
Numb, I'm screaming
Quick fix,
Wake up in a subway with stigma on my greedy tongue.
I'm a ***** when the weather comes, a hermit in the winter and your baby's new Mr.
Cheap shot but the blisters on my feet you will meet.
Like an **** at the Bed and Breakfast, I'm gone before dinner.
Nighttime sinner when dusk comes, all love when she comes.
Come come morning split conscious ways to hideaways miles away.
Can't cut what you've never loved, can't split when the heat comes;
No ****** glove, just accountability in dollar amounts from settled hugs.

So she follows me tomorrow, while I'm still escaping today.
I can't wait to say, I hate to say, I told me so.
I'm a naughty disinfect with a numb body from the infection.
A walking lesson, contradiction, legion of lesions,
I'm quietly lying with my sin, unsure where I stand within.
Watch my degradation, how my morals decay and I waste away.
If I knew what I wanted I wouldn't be haunted, just lonely.
But I'm lonely anyway, stuck in this Victorian cage;
The maiden is metallic and I'm stuck within.

I am the definition of grasping, in a Buddhist sense
A rotten mouth thirsty for another sip,
I imagine a future we're living in
Why do I always expect you will follow?
Swallow my pride, swallow my seed, swallow my misery then swallow me.
I'm swollen inside, can't you see?
The pieces that depart from me.

I would give my everything,
For your nothing.
Inside, I already have.
Now take everything,
And move along.
This is just another sorry, sad song.

Great scott's *****, we're coming apart at the seams
Don't know why I'm still dr-dreaming
Of a whiter christmas lost to witness-
ing the death dance of all time
Maybe it's just that I'm losing my mind
Or it's the drugs I haven't yet imbibed
Time after time will tell
If it's working or it's hell

Taste
Touch
And waste not

We've slaughtered plenty
To eat their own
And time has proven
We're all disowned

*******
Myself
Dis-si-pating
The ghosts inside the hearth and the house
Screaming out
Cries for help
Reaching out
Blame
Another time for calling names
They're rushing in
And the cockroaches doth profane
This place inside this eden of my own
Award the akutagawa prize to another oppenheim'
I don't know, I've lost my mind
Death have I become? for seeking glum inside this prize
I've lost time and leads to nothingness to hide in-kind some little ****
And puddles forming most of this there is no way to disguise how
much I've found chasing dreams in the guise of a clown
Dont look for me where I can't can't be found
I'm setting out in empty clouds
And between thighs of lovers cave secrets cave I keep in
and I'm caving in the things I never said, that hollow side of the bed
That you call your own, you call uh-oh, you callous scone
with blueberry edges and
razorblade dough
I'm losing oh no
I'm losing oh no
No no
No more time for butterflies
and no more time for shallow lies
You love me not fist *****
and hollower than this wrist cuffs
Taste me in everything he ever
did to you
But to *****
My head back into the bulb socket in the pocket of a man who never knew where he was going nor began and the pain inside his head nothing less than every scratch you left
Bleedin' through his corneas, your ****** and the horniness
Seldom does a pin get pushed quite so deep
Beneath the birds and extinct bees
But watch and you'll see
The scratches on the walls

And now that it's dying, we'll ******* to space
Instead of ever trying to fix up the **** place
Like a careless land lord, exploiting the slums
All that matters are our buildings' incomes

We'll go to school and learn to be better
Do our best to earn an award from a debtor
Then enter our sector with these older wage setters
And realize we were tricked by a scarlet letter

I don't know, maybe we're all just ******?
Tired of pushing our luck?
You pushed a gun up to our heads

There's people always dying out East
To look and listen really is just the least
******' thing we can do for them, ain't it?
If only the domestic Nazis would quit

"We ain't got a problem with guns," we got a problem with killers,
Police, race, wages, gender, ***, and the community pillars
Blame drugs and depravity 'stead of the system that ****** us
Like a date-***** co-ed sent home on the last express bus


I don't know, maybe we're all just ******?
Tired of pushing our luck?
You pushed a gun up to our heads

I don't know, maybe we're all just ******?
Tired of pushing our luck?
You pushed a gun up to our heads

Trigger finger, now we're dead

Drowning in blood, suffocating in mud
Half a million lives for few miles of strife
The war to end all wars only ended itself
And hell has been raised every decade since

We've murdered ourselves and murdered our kin
Lions led by donkeys pretending at men
The rifle is good but the machine is the god
Of murdering millions over a few ******* yards

I'm angry as hell that we've went through the flames
And came out the other end with no lessons in brains
No shining moment that opened our eyes,
Cleaned away the grime of a third so enlightenment we could find

In the years that have passed, we've fallen on *****
Let fascism grow like the weeds in your garden
We should be pulling faster but don't like bending our backs
So we've got nobody to blame when we're choking on gas

Hold me down and **** my face
With another advertisement
About food I can't taste,
Cars I won't race,
And the death of the office space

Teach me your disease
So I can fall to my knees
Praising the god of consumeristic love
A trickle-down striptease

And when I dream
Will I still dream of you?
And those evil things you do
Hips sway side to side
Open up to the inside
And slide into my mind
Or maybe just your thighs

And will you still be mine?
As he rips apart your sighs
It's not the world I devised
That has kept me from your side
Now let's go get ******* high
And try to just survive
With this empty hole in mind

In her lair there she squirms
Dances ***** with all the worms
Invites my frolic with tender care
Rends flesh from head t' ***** hair
Grinds my bones and kisses lips
Closes coffin and moon eclipsed
Now bury beneath the sodden soil
Where bodies are left to slowly spoil
Masturbatory cries with memories lost
Severed limbs in **** did toss
To birth homunculus in gore
And make of world none but war
Discarding life onto the benches
As men do fall along the trenches
Powder blasted sky and land
My corpse with friends left in the sand
And now we shant ever rise again
From the lair where she did contain
Her love of lust and murdered men
Til' all of death is her demesne

In tender womb grows wretched creature
Born of crooked frame and twisted features
Festered wounds and boiled sores
Marked pocked face and oozing pores
A smile long of tooth and grim
And voice that sang of satan's hymns

We hid away from light of day
Turned t'wards sky on knees to pray
That neighbors, town, would never know
Of wicked foe that brought such woe
Til' days turned weeks, months, then years
Mind ailments gave peace from fears

Then parents died and time went fast
Home to sell, small estate amassed
Sordid folks came to witness sale
And found hidden room of our tale
Thoughts of treasure fueled opening door
But only fear and pain fate had in store

Ravenous hunger, blooded thirst to sate
Rendered flesh and face to mutilate
One last breath, then off to unity
And now it's know throughout community
The house down the path is best ignored
Unless you're ready to meet your lord

I'm a beast, still incomplete
Virile yet meek, chubby not sleek
Greet none that I meet, to a lair retreat
To attempt some new feat, and die to the heat
Drive through each defeat, til' I flourish replete
And find what the **** I'm after

Kick off with a bang
*******, I'm insane
Starfucker taking aim
And I'm the one they blame

We all bleed out the same
We're all in ******* pain
The world serves to inflame
While forgetting your last name

Death is on your breath
Or maybe it's the ****
Your throat left to constrict
And it's so derelict

What do we have left?
Why aren't we so blessed?
This cardiac arrest,
Leaves the immunosuppressed
And all the dispossessed
Left with their unrest
And actions of protest
Sure seem like they suggest
Why we're so ******* depressed
And bend over to ******
The maiden's undressed war chest

What am I and where have I been?
Time is looping once again
and folding back in on itself
it seems to be, or rather to me,
that the spiral theory is proving true again.

I don't know if I'm fully innocent,
or satan-sent or sinner's breath
or whatever the **** I am,
I guess I ain't frankly know ****.

Yet I'm dissecting sections of myself,
metaphorically in this particular case,
and trying to get to the bottom of this...
this medical-spiritual experience that has been
ripping itself forth through my reality
like a ******* hurricane through Galveston.

Perhaps with enough illumination
certain features of the creature called me
will come to light and brighten up my days.

Who's to say?
I'm certainly not.

It seems I'm losing pieces of you each day
Some times I can't even remember names
Pet or Christian, or whatever you were
I can't say I remember, oh no, dear God.

I sometimes wish I could remember more
But the true is you were a ******* bore
There were parts that I liked, even loved
But most the parts were pretty much dead

Sometimes I sit and let the shower run
And I try to think of times of fun
But not much really comes to mind
Was our whole relationship so ******* blind?

I'm sorry if I never thank you in praise
For the way that you helped to raise
Me out of some kind of funk I was in
But that's all you were to me and now,

Well, I guess we're done.

Naked and alone
There's no one calling on the phone
Ain't no parents to come home
And I'm prone to breaking apart
Falling into pieces of self-absorbed angst,
Suicidal depression and apathy
I've got all these words in me... right?
So where have they been?
Won't you come out, my friend?
Tell me all your sins
The struggles within are spiraling
Don't tell me you haven't noticed
There's no one calling on the phone
***** dangles from the beard
It'll settle down
It'll settle.

One, two
Just a few words
Any is better than none
The mire I've been wading through
Already got lost
Belligerent ******
Stumbling my way
In creative pain
A lack of sense
No sense of self
Shelved
Steel wool to the lying hand
Bleed free the ink
Taste the sunrise
Again
Seek answers
Buried questions
Beneath elms of green
Rotting corpses lie

Bow down to your new god
The ***** in the mirror
Smiling between broken teeth
Eating **** grin
Pearly whites with nicotine stains

You are weak
So you found me
You are soft
So I **** your mind
You will worship
The very ground I walk
Or I will make of your face
Every fear you've lost sleep to

Now bow, bow, bow
And break your back
Now bow, bow, bow
And don't look back
Now bow, bow, bow
And smoke this crack
Now bow, bow, bow
And give up your will to me

Talk a lot of ****
But ain't put up with it
'Cause all of your beliefs
Have stained your ******' teeth
Black, brown, and baby green
Strugglin' like a fiend
To get close to god again
Let her wash you of your sin
Merely worship at her feet
Lapping up her sick disease
Claims to save you from microbes
Some colloidal silver for your lobes
Her skin blue and deadly thin
Fist in where life begins
God hole seeping ready pour
They call her mother *****

I waited so **** long
That I forgot what I wanted to say
Something about the beauty in her face
The deftness of her grace
Or the little sighs that she would make
I fear I won't remember
That I'll forget more each day
But some day I won't remember forgetting
And that's A-O-******'-K

The cliches are closing in
I'm running out of space in my compressed chest
No longer able to breathe
I have such a need
Such a ******* need
Yet powerless I stand before the demon's of my own making
Somewhere deep inside, slumbering
Let me wake to find some inspiration, divine
Because this purgatory is eating me alive
This liminal space where my purpose fails me
And I find myself swearing in circles
Sweating profusely
Each beat of my heart bringing me closer
To death as a failure of dreaming

She's on her knees and in our hearts
No time to waste, so let us start
A smile sweet and laugh to last
And three young men she has amassed

She sees us there and knows our pain
These three young men that have been slain
With blooded blade and razor'd mace
We're put to ground and then encased

Her God is dark, her God is deaf
Her God refuses to give us breath
In gardened plot we shall decay
Through our eyes the worms will play

She prays for us, three sinners lost
Across her chest she signs the cross
Yet we still burn forever more
And when she dies we shall be four

Every fascist has to die
You can look them in the eye
And you don't got to cry
'Cause you'd be saving ******* lives

Why listen to words
You don't want to hear
When you got the power
To **** all you fear
With bullets and brawn
Cowardly things, those
You slaughter your foes
But are stuck with your woes

Kiss my lips and ******* death
Don't give a **** 'bout your last breath
There's nothing else, there's nothing left
And yet, with you, we're stuck, I'll bet
We'll burn in hell and burn full worth
Until it's time for another rebirth
A rising up and rising out
Another child suffered with gout
Twenty years and no one's home
We've found ourselves nowhere to roam
This barren road and empty self
Has run us out with swollen mouth
Wander lost and die alone
I'll meet you again in another funeral home

She screams and claws my face
I bleed, the skin replaced
God grant this daily race
But keep the bread from the poor
Those wretches we adore
Only when they're breaking backs
Don't break our cheques
Nor relent til' death
Or our goddess will be forced to rent
My peasant flesh again

We're murderers
Tracking through the woods
The prey we'll take home
To cannibalize again
Each and every moment
We've spent together here
Until they've been digested
And replicated in mass
We put them up for consumption
Selling copies of our souls
Like murderers
Painting pictures in the snow
They fade away in minutes
This compassion that we've shared
Until there is nothing left
But the corpses of our fears

I'm lost inside my mind and this is all still happening
I can't see the path I wave, that traffic's always blinding me
But something lost in time still screams
Both on our knees, the bludgeoning
Maybe floods coming rising in
Like neurotransmitter kisses.
My wishes still far from death,
Contentment feels like a ***** with whisky breath
I'm pissy whipped and that ain't auto-correct
Go ahead, take a guess
But what you think is not relevant
Just evident
And written across your frame
And the silences we neglect.

My throat gets caught in my gut
Circling birds feasted on by the rats
The cat chases the dog and tails are wagged
The pale light of the sun blanks the flaming moon

Pull another steak from the garden bed
I'm sorry, I'm sorry I lost my head
Don't know where it hasn't been
But it's going back to the past again

Lick me clean with your bleeding eyes
Open legs and take me outside
The snowy summer air so crisp
You almost almost smell it on your lips

Pull another steak from the garden bed
I'm sorry, I'm sorry I lost my head
Don't know where it hasn't been
But it's going back to the past again

Words flow
Like river tributary
Seldom smooth
Rough tides for rough minds
And in this I'll hide
Intentions true
Is it me or is it you?
Rafting these white waters
Seeking answers
Through the stressing of muscle
The tension in form
Head above
Now under
The water roars
Until the words run dry
We're at the end
With the lessons learned
Oh what lessons learned?

I pine for you, my pineal princess
Wash me in your waves of dmt
Let me taste each color, sound
And float away to inner space
I have no body, this is no place
Too long I've screamed, I lack a face
My hands shake crooked, I stroke god's cheek
And taste her poison, inside of neith

Exploitation of masses is what I'm after
Another player in an industry overwrought
But I've got all that I bought and it just ain't enough
Ain't got the power needed to sway the herd
So I'll focus on you, you, and you
Infest your brain like a worm, twisting things all unearned
One-on-one-on-one-on-one, all things eventually come undone
Thinking sane lost to infected brain
To make you what I want of you
I'll destroy what's already been built
Ain't gonna make it up better, just broken
In that way that lets me fill
The cracks of your mind like concrete
Me-me-me-me, is all you'll see or believe
Until' it comes crumbling down
My little attempt at a festive Jonestown

And I still love each and every one of you.
From the ****** to the harlots, the housewives, single mothers and emo creamsicles.
The scene chicks with the big hair always held a hold on my chest.
Dyed hair, whiskey and cigarettes.
Play another round, let's stay a while and place another bet.
The house is losing at last, so goodbye to all of you.
An **** subsides, the **** of a nation's replaced the pornstars.
I've got horns on from the things I've done to you, for you and with you.
A latina *** is sleeping in my bed and there's a Colombian marching band playing through my head.
There's only so many pikes to fit these holes and hoist my severed visage.
I'm a wizard but not the grand type; more Gandolf the grey, country white boy neurodivergent.
The city's gone now there's a kitten in my bed, with her *** in the air and the smell of **** and *** in the air.
There's an animalistic, cannibalistic streak to the violence between our touches.
I'm a rough **** hungover from a trip down suicide lane again;
At least it's more ideation and less action;
But ain't that my problem these days anyway?
I miss the dyed hair, the tattoos and the things I'mma do to you.
Let's hurry up this solo-death and spill ****** fluids across the canvas again, lover one.

The fascists are alive
The fascists need to die

The fascists are alive
The fascists have to die

As long as the fascists are alive
We're gonna ******' die

The fascists are alive
So nobody will survive

The fascists are alive
Let 'em black out the ******* sky

The fascists are alive
The fascists need to die

Grab this blade
and cut away
All the pieces that he left in you

Take a drink,
your stomach sinks
And there's nothing anyone can do

It's okay,
we're all in graves
That are filling up each day

No one knows,
nor do they care
About hate rising on the air

We're almost done,
so sorry son
But what the **** else can you do?

Just grab this blade
and cut away
Every ******* thing in you.

Young and tender,
Her flesh, it renders
One incomplete
Or so it seeks
With razor sharp claws
And rapacious applause
To consume whomsoever
She's really quite so clever
In that all that she meets
Is all that she eats
With no names exchanged
And nothing arranged
I wish I had known this all before
I brought her home through the front door

I'm destabilized
and the need to reinvent myself
every night
is taking a toll.
I'm more than a little bit lost
and I would give anything
for a soft breast to rest my head
and call home.
I'm a crisis
all calm and cool
dressed like your dad after school,
all good intentions
bad etiquette.
Cronenberg on the inside,
a walking wurm when reversed
like a Yuzna flick
with better acting
but just as much soft-core ****.
My mind and soul
are bigger than this room
but its walls seem so familiar
as they suffocate me
until I am nothing more
than the sound of a keyboard.
Get with me
and I'll **** you dry
until I'm bored of your very existence.
Just witness my actions
and tell me I'm not a *****,
a liar, or the enemy of good intention.
These verses are destablized
as evident from their lack of target,
since already there's been like four of you.
Crawling on your knees,
whispering please,
we're all tied tongues
and bitten lips.
Baby, life's got a lisp
and he's been rocking it,
paying out of pocket
while stacking the deck
against us.
Cohesion is a bore,
a sloppy *****,
only functioning to keep us
whole.
Let go
of your ego
and see what you become
when there's no more limits
just live it,
a futile existence
isn't even close to the limit,
so don't you ever quit on me,
claim life is a disease,
when the only thing
that's holding you back
is staring in the mirror.

Ripped to pieces,
Horrific tear
From a loving embrace
Between man and boy
Can't stop the bleeding
What you've done to me there
Healing for centuries
Or so it still feels
I'm empty without you
And I hate you for
You've ***** my mind
As much as you did my body

I need you,
But you **** me up
And I loved you,
But you ****** me up
And I'd love to,
Love to ******* up
But that won't do,
Cause we're too ****** up
And the world's doomed,
Cause we all ****** up
So we'll consume,
Cause it ***** us up
Lost in the gloom,
Now that it's all ****** up
Our new hecatomb,
Entombed and all ****** up
Just like us too,
All ******

Come on baby, **** in those cheeks
Another rock to smoke, a little more coke to stroke
It ain't over til' it's over and baby it's never over
Addicts addicted to everything addictive
TV, *******, **** and brain
Fast food, slow rides,
We've got an environment to poison
And we don't care, we ain't looking for a cure
Toss ourselves on the fire of apathy
24/7 we're told its ending
So throw a party, throw some oil on the fire
Heed the lies and don't try to change
It's easier to die when you don't put up a fight
It's easier high, when you don't have a life
It's easier to cry, when you disassociate
So let's soak ourselves in our tears,
Have a good cry
And get on with the planetary suicide

Arms soaked in bleach
Another lost soldier at the beach
Is wasting away, to decay, and decry the war
We're fighting against time,
And the march of progress flies
In the face of every word they've ever said
We all just want to survive, maybe get a little high,
Invest in a family, a home, and clear mind
But the pigs break our shins,
To watch us crawl
The CEO breaks our backs,
For a few more fat stacks
And our mental health comes tumbling after

Lost at sea and suffering screams,
The blood of the captain has already run
From the blade of the knife I've embedded in thee,
Twisted and severed, arterial flow
Let this red water guide us home

Sickness persists and the men are withering
Their dithering cries for food and sustenance
Are carried on waves off to oblivion
We've been here too long, this floating coffin
Home is a place seldom thought to soften
The blow of our death on these seas

We're frightened of ghosts and jumping at shadows
Lighting the torch and burning the top
Flames lighting ropes and spreading abo't
Panic grips bodies and compels into motion
The sinking of ship further below the ocean

MOVE, you cowards
FLEE, this is the final hour
DEATH, reaches to grip your ankle
LAST BREATH, lost to the depths

Lost to the depths, the bodies of men
Never to surface again
Heavy are my lungs
The water seeps in

These places
Lose faces
And shut down the blinds

These places
Lose faces
And lock and the doors

These floors
Abhor
Any trace of what could have been

These floors
Abhor
Any trace of what might have been

Shut down, find no trace of them.

(**** them) (**** them) (**** them)
Relax
The ending comes slowly

Relax
Don't forget to breathe

Their hands
All on me
Emptying my everything

I am becoming you
My first
The prettiest little corpse

Don't forget to breathe
wait WHAT came first//
\See me. bE mE/

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      phy
              xiat
                      ing

She holds
Inside
All your little lies
She holds
Inside
All the sins of mankind
Filthy womb
Inside my mind
Filthy tomb
I can't find
Filthy
My way
Filthy
Out of
Filthy
This place
Help
Suffer
Me
Help
Suffer
Me

The page
Grows longer
Every day
The page
Grows longer
In every way

Don't look
They can't see
Don't look
Or you'll find, see
See?
Seee?
Seeeeeeeeeeeeee?e
e?
eeeeeee?

He comes
Inside of me
He comes
The night filled with ecstasy
Then comes
the death of
M
e

Ripping limbs
All of them
Tearing away


Rend
Love
Tearing a hole
Right through

You don't need to know
None of us needs to know
We're held there with our eyes pried open and forced to watch as the end is televised
                                    and
                                            we beg for more
                                                                           like oil thirsty ******
     we
           alll
                  want
                             blood
                                        we
                                              all
                                                   slow
                                                            down
                                                                       to watch
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Now that all is said and done
We've given way to life and sin
Heaven-bound, so hell shall weep
With broken homes that'll let us in

Father's favorite precious jewel
Was ripped apart from night til' noon
Opened up with savage thrusts
From fleshed knife several years too soon

Little cries and battered anguish
Battered form and soon to vanquish
Free her soul from prison walls
And left this life frissoned falls

On jagged rocks her body broke
To meet the mind once bespoke
Bleeding wounds through life now faded
No longer father'd and degraded

Write words, curse and chase the hearse
Swerve, first, into oncoming traffic
And see which way my head goes when it hits the pavement.
Maybe that's why I got a bike instead of car,
Har-de-har-har.
I'm ****** up but lately it's just the chemicals in my head,
Not really any fresh ****.
I don't know if that's refreshing, or just ******* deafening,
But I'm really doing better than ever before,
Yet some things never change and I still feel like a *****.
Nevermore, the show must go on,
So how about a pyrotechnic display.
We'll just call it an accident when my career burns to the ground.
But *******, it's really hard to focus lately and not sure I even want to.
Do I want you?
Do I want to...
Hide away in some getaway and get on the way to a family and show and tell what knowledge fell into my lap,
maybe even a goat or two and a world of ******* beauty.
Or maybe I'll stay left askew, questioning you and tearing everything you love asunder, drowning it under entitlement and **** fits and another hit - literal and figurative.
But that really doesn't feel like me, so this isn't really a coin flip, a dichotomy or anything but a fantasy.
Though that's all words ever really are; from being hit with a car to smoking joints under sparkling stars.
Whether figurative or literal, they only exist in your head.
So take them to bed, wake up and seek something physical and animal,
While you're at it smoke a bowl or two,
We'll cut and rip and slaughter, too,
Only in the games we bother to,
Then go and make some art and *****,
Learn to pick apart our problems, too
And in the end, open hearts;
through, through.

Hands around her throat
I straddle while I choke
Devour all she wrote
On murders which I'll quote
All across her body

Bite until she bleeds
Drink everything she seethes
Slap flesh all red and raw
Hair torn inside a fist
With ripples of pleasure

There's a murderer down the block
Oh wait, I guess that's just a cop
Ain't see the difference there, can you?
But I mean, what the **** can we do?
That doesn't get us beat along the head
Another statistic of the dead
Only they don't report those, do they?

In hands held aloft
Are placed lives, future lost
To grip tight, knuckles white
The very thing that keeps us weak
This fragile mortality of ours
Has fueled centuries, decades, years
Art, war, ***, and death
And still no answer to the question:
Should I squeeze or let go?

My lips crack and split
As another wave breaks against the ship
And the hopelessness sinks in

The captain's dead at my feet
A knife plunged deep inside his gut
My knuckles white around the handle

I'm not ready yet to die
But accept we won't survive
The deep and vast sea
Leaves you lost to soul like me

Now fire rips through ropes
A demonic hull is wrote
Against a yearning blue
The heat devours all that's true
Falling of the side
A head-first suicide
To dive beneath the waves
And never surface ev'r again