Stripped of life, feeling trite, but no one to realize my need to dull this internal knife.  
Eternal intoxication keeps me feeling far from alright but thats better than a bleak night.
At least I get drunk off anxiety, high off my mind, I get to see stars when I realize i’m a rare kind. My heart is the only remedy, it pulsates aged wine.
One day i'll learn to be fine with accepting this molecular creation that won't mature over time.
Just become more complex...only depending on reason and rhyme to continue down this labyrinth of a life line.

These emotional zones are breaking my bones,
Take me alone,
I'm not strong enough to deal with the feelings on my own,
I’m feeding them to my demons at home,
Leave me alone i’m all in my zone,
I'm making my poems.
Stress is something I bring to life,
when focusing on something that is not meant to be alright,
You and I don’t need to be in each others mix,
each others fixation of ****** determination
it has become a mental twist.  
You surrender and I make you bleed,
you walk away, I say baby I’m fine being on my knees,
You hate how i'm a *******,
In love with the pain of the game.  
Can’t get to me because I’ve ****** up my sanity,
now you say i'm just danger,
but babe I secretly crave your love
but pride has got me making love

unlock my portal
once you do
I'll be forever true
don't doubt the love I have for you
recognize the courage I lack to let you see through.