Old room, old habits, old house
Maybe today will be grand
Dust cobwebs off of sleeping eyes
Let's find a reason to stand

A never-ending parade of insects applying sunscreen to their shells and moulting for beach season.

Ripe Mother Earth was violated by American sandals from China
and not even Black Death could stop them.

A tight lipped smile below faded eyes
Shades of grey displaying the spectrum of colour

The teeth shine but there's no heart in it

The moment after It
all colour drains from the world

I realise I am empty
I was chasing a lie

everything is grey
it was always grey
I was just high on It
because I thought It was a rainbow
It wasn't

existence is suffocating in moments like these

and very soon I'll choose to return to It
that's the sad part

Sometimes you anime scream too much,
and then you taste blood on your tongue.
Your throat tingles,
like the betrayal of kings.

I am lost
in silent echoes without description

I fall throughout
like a rabbit in a hole of subconsciousness

I have the void
no one sees laughing from inside

I am synapses shocks and electric nerve jazz
lullabies so smooth you will never understand

Oh...
Oh how I wish...
I had been a longer chapter in the story of your life.