She taunts me with anxiety
Whenever I eat
Dribbles on my mind death by constriction and swollen lips
Tricks me into security and troubles me death
reminds my mortality is all mist
Can hista really save me
Will lance make a difference
In the end I might just take the poison
That convinces me of my end

I wish for my soul to shine through my skin

When slumber is the closest thing I can grasp near death  
I remember how it seems best to end it all in times of cleft

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Critters wrapped like lollies falling on my body from a ceiling created by hallucination and an unknown press

Where did they go.
Why can I now breath from my nose?
How can I now see straight and into my periphery?

In the shower I was visited
By crimson ghouls
They were small and friendly
Visiting to send a message
Help identify my pain
Man they said man
Then crouch they said
Pray.

Karmic

Like the sky is blue and my blood is red
God is God and creator of my head
Though there may be clouds and rain
Wind and hail the heavens remain the same cool deep shade of cyan
In the night I might forget and inside no less
But when the sun comes out and the curtains are raised the almighty’s name can’t leave my mouth
The truest colour and hue
There is none I can hide what I do because the Lord fruits only the truth which enriches
My mind body and soul
I have fears that I am not safe
That I am far from the tree shade of my blue skied deity
I ask and pray from thee for he and me
That we may be.
As you wish how you have painted
Grown and healed beyond repair
Please help
And stay
With me
I pray in your name
Jesus
And
To your
Will

Amen

So many signs you are well though we havent met
My pretty winged friend told me when he was sent