What is a dream and what is real ?
I can’t understand the truth
Desire me or tolerate me
Fragile interior allows me
Reality don’t unsettle me it’s the unseen
As I come down from my insomnia high
I’m just a displaced trace of nothing that is shy

I'm invincible tonight
Snarling punk guitar riffs
Dilate us. Wetting our taste for the Killer
**** chases cops
As I trip out in the passanger seat
he drinks strawberry sodas and smokes cigarettes
I dream in full color
lingering on the edge completeness

I begin to fade into the seat
Watching cars pass on their way

He speaks but his words are lost
A cure for cancer and broken hearts
Head colds and chest colds

The highway breaks and becomes back roads
I pass the time alone with a running reel of thought pictures
None of them including you

He parks
The car doors slam like gunshots
The ground gives way beneath my feet
The stillness as we close in for the ****

The last of my money turns into mere milligrams of peace

We take our hits on the back porch
The dealer's girl and baby sleep on the couch

I turn inside out
The cool night air
I close my eyes
Listening
To my
Pulse
Quickening....  Beneath the skin things begin to heat up

Then its gone
The money and the dreams of growing old
Always tommorow, never today
The clouds float like a silver blanket on the moon's ray's

They speak in tongues beside me
If they asked me, I do not know

Then again she returns
The thorn among the roses
Just as the warmth took me
Just as I began to forget

I don't remeber the ride home
If that's what you call a home

If once it could be like the first time again
I might not die trying to forget the things I fought hardest to keep
Those you love will hurt you the most
Those who love themselves only find solace in oblivion
Somewhere between awake and asleep
The flutter of eyelids
Signal lights for the infinite

BLEE
         EE
              EE
                   EED!
Dig that ******* razor DEEPER into your wrists.
Practice what you preach, and show us you're not afraid.
Don't just scratch with a pin and claim to slash them.
Practice what you preach. Practice what you preach.

I am sorry for ruining all vaginas for you
I hope you can recover eventually
She said

I hate to burst your **** bubble
But I’ve slid some lies between your thighs
When howling at your moon wasn’t so much praise
As it was longing for a change of ***** scenery

People change?

How I feel right now
is like when one time I was sick
And my parents recorded a show I watched
so I could watch it later
And at the end of the show
there was a number for a contest to go to space camp

I called that number
It was disconnected
I always find out the important stuff
A little late

I cried that day

I just wanted to go to space camp

And I just wanted someone to love me like a black hole
A warm black hole to put all my love into
**** me in and fix me like there’s no turning back
I mean in the darkness of space
They all look the same
All yank at you turbulent and fiery head rush passion

I mean we all love the same

So I am sorry I overshot your Venus
To crash land in Uranus
A semi-purposeful curious passion

You coulda yelled ****
We felt like ****
When we walked away

Parts of me have always been missing
And I tried to fill the gaps with you
Problem is when you might be gay and are fighting it
Your closet is a ******

Not your fault your beard looked funny on my ****
You can’t wear a person like an accessory
I can’t slap her like masculinity till I feel straight again
Some things aren’t right
I’m not right
And you are so messed up now
Because you have this superpower to turn men gay

You can’t turn men gay
You can only remind them of the pain that lies
In lying to themselves when they know
None of this feels right

None of it will

Dear former lover
Former black hole body
Former holder of my confusion
And filler of my empty spots

I ****** up by ******* you

I ****** up