Let the sinners rejoice in solemn prayer.
Swim to your white savior and hold him near.
Indulge the ultimate moment held dear.
Stain your tears with blood splattered on the mirror.

The grass once seemed green, and the sky bled blue,
dreams felt alive as they are wont to do.
A dance in the dark held love in its lap,
Moments tied to joy, a worry-free trap.

And then you had to go and ******* die.
Look me in the eyes, spit on the floor.
Why? What am I even doing this for?
Wait, sit back, listen, let me clarify.
*******.

**** this gut-wrenched demon molding my mind.
**** the dull ache finding home in my chest.
**** our night-time chats that made me go blind.
**** that you're gone, I don't care if it's best.

I'll love you til death, and life in-between,
and yet you'll never know what these words mean.

The maggot-stained husk of a human nestled on my hand.
Whispered words of worry, and dauntless shades of grey.
And I bellow to the void, "Mother Mary may I be ******!"
and I swear to gods, this bit I remember to this very day
the wind spoke back, with a bitter, pain-soaked reply,
"My child, your time has come, now grow still and die."

A bead forms as water cascades on the brink
of pressure while old dirt trails form in flesh.
Lips crack, parched, desperate for a drink.
Nostalgic for a time when the pain was fresh.

Falling into a hole not dark, but softly grey.
Rubbing silt away so the sun shines through.
Parchment falls into the flame, out of the way.
And I sit, and I rest, and I think about you.

I want to lie on the rocking chair.
Long-forgotten dread drifting off to the side.
I don’t remember the love we had, but I lied.
All in my head, detailed illusions lay bare.

I ******* and cry and disgust the heavens.
Slice deep into the chest. Heart in my hands.
For now we must carve out my final demands.
Until now in the din, I die, and so goes the raven.

Shakily take a drag; swallow the smoke.
Own up to your sins or else die trying.
Respectfully decline the subtle joke.
Rejoice, as the time wilts and you're dying.
Yes, you are a ghost, naked and alone.

Stain the shadows with your spit.
Romp and roll around the mud.
Dance with Devils in the mist.
Sing your song, and spittle blood.

Burn a bush with inky smoke.
Lift your love and then elope.
Calm the crowd, breathing slowly.
Break your bones on the pavement.