I am not a poet nor a mathematician, I did not major in science,
I majored in bad decisions, at least one I can call my own.

I am a misfit; I bleed words for a living,
we're all going to die my friends, I plan to die alone.

I am an artist through and through,
from each creative incision my hate for them consumes.
I have grown more lethal; I have become incurable,
I am a hideous villain this time I'm keeping score.

I pity the weak have you not heard of me,
if you have then you're a nobody too.
Cause I love to dwell with misfits, those who feel what I feel,
the glass is not half empty, the glass is definitely full.
It’s filled with poison for us to consume,
so, we embrace our world until our lives are doomed,
to the point, we can ****, to the point we feel terribly ill,
but before they **** us, we point our pen and spill.

And yet with blood I cry as the words keep on giving,
every single worthless day until the story ending.
Dear, world have you heard of me? I am the next great villain,
this is just the beginning as my words keep spilling.

One morning the rain fell over my head then time stood still,
that is when I realized how important the rain is.
That is when I realized time never stands still, it moves slowly.
Then it hit me, my words aren't ignored my words are lethal,
I figured it out some time ago but most of you have no clue,
a poetic death is wonderful as long as we set the mood.

I am a misfit; I bleed words for a living,
from each creative incision, you become a misfit too.

Some crave to sever a vein
and aim a red stream in the bathroom stall.
There's no shame in a ruthless squabble,
actions speak louder in a ****** brawl.
Practice makes perfect when you write your name
in crimson color on your best friend's wall.

What goes up must break down,
we're all going to die eventually
Do you want to live forever?
What goes up must look down,
with eyes of sincere empathy.
Love is a baby strangled and drowned,
then covered in lies for society.

Love, oh love how deaf and dumb
you are to the fact most people lie.
After all, is said and the betrayal done
I stand my ground as you take my life.
I keep this promise safe and sound,
no more furious tears to pry.
A life of death and romance,
I leave my thoughts then die.

To those who circle back around
and still, I speak so honestly.
Heavy is the humble crown,
there's no time for arguing.
I work best when feeling down,
and in the end, you're just like me.
What goes up must come down,
death and romance, pound for pound,
you made the cut I made the sound,
love becomes the enemy.

I bleed into my pen
and leak my sorrows on the pages.
I shudder from the movement
underneath my broken skin.
They bite me, they eat me,
they **** me from within.
They crawl so subtly
these monsters in my body
who feast upon my sin.

Standing in a room painted red, staring at a book on a table. There are no windows, there are no doors, a light swings from a rusty cable. Music plays through the walls, voices speak through the floor, a chill runs down my neck, I spun around, tripped, then landed on the floor.

The air was sweet, the sand was warm, the water splashed our feet. Walking on the beach the waves began to form, two became a beautiful three, then time brewed a terrible storm. Then she flinched with gritted teeth and in her eyes a look of scorn. Then she turned her back on me, her halo turned into horns. Then she vanished from the dream leaving the sky broken and torn.

The book slammed shut and the room began to shake, then a cloaked figure stepped out of the shadows, and walked over to where I lay. Then a door appeared on the red wall, and the cloaked figure stepped outside. He was holding a sword in his left hand, and a list of names in his right. The cloaked figure smiled at me then vanished out of sight.

Standing in a room painted red, staring at a book on a table. There are no windows, there are no doors.

I must be dead.

Close your eyes and listen to the painful voice inside,
the truth you hide is written long after we all die.
You are hidden on one side, I am fallen on the other,
we could have worked together, but you chose to let me fall.
Who would sever a family tree, who would do such a horrible thing?
Who would poison the food we eat, and watch us disintegrate?
You burned my life and future down, you left profound devastation.
Now watch the body hit the ground in the wake of my capitulation.

Sometimes we think we know what's going on
but truly never knowing.
Sometimes we think we’re holy,
sometimes we think we see everything clearly,
even when we are blind.
Sometimes we fail, sometimes our soul is gone.
Sometimes we suffer severely even when we're not wrong.

Sitting in a world uninvited I see the clouds are coming in.
It's time to take a drink as we embrace the end.
It's hard to find the truth in all the noise,
I'm so tired of the noise.
It’s hard to walk away when madness is all I choose,
I’m breaking down for good this time,
I am breaking down.

When our mind is gone, when what we see is clouded.
When we are slaves to the unknown, what will we search for then?

Always we search for something but nothing is all we hold
I feel the blood boiling into the great unknown
I’m making the same mistakes

I’m staring at your wandering soul
flesh and bone is all I see
But you're no empty shell
you're just like me
Just like me
you think I’m nothing like you
Oh very well

Sometimes we think we know what's really going on
sometimes we’re holy
Sometimes we think we see everything clearly
but truly never knowing

Cry alone
cry alone again
Everybody cries
everybody cry again