Feeling reeling Warmth coating my skin Coating my mind It's slime is soothing Almost musing Glazed eyes A sparkle shines Dimmed sensation In my relation is this too late Have I lost my fate to such a beautiful and lovely sensibility Sleepy eyes pacific slumber
Ripe to be reformed Take away my arms and legs mend my heart and my head no longer will these arms be bled ruby colored shed trickle from ones nose staining smile from a rose crimson classification
The green grass it grows the greens grass blows in… The wind is bitter sinner The roses sharpen their thorns the green grass grows it grows it grows surrendering black as a crow do we exist? do i dare to ask what is my task? Time it passes the grass laughs Time is passes
How i miss the nights of gritty lines of powder not amphetamines opiates and nicotine some call it a dopes hope senseless vitality nose out fine dust peck of lust down my neck deaden caress slump from a bump pleased ease composed mind.