I won't live for long
Everything goes out
And nothing enters in
This alien mind I harbor
Confuses virtue for sin
And everyone's a bore.
5 a.m., another sleepless night.
Another class of monetary allowance
Wasted
When is Wednesday
Wait until Wednesday
Not to swallow the blue pills
While the stars scream.
Out run your head
"You'll live"
As I **** my lungs often.
Full of exhaustion
From sleeping too much.
Just bury yourself
Like the spring seeds
And rot like a corpse
To transmute
Into an ethereal
West wind.
Goodnight
Turn off the voice mail
And turn down the volume
Of the voices in your head
My thoughts expand
Into clouds
While I cry out loud
Am I clean enough?
Safety sleeps
In your cigarette eyes
I fell in love again.
Daily really
Take the prescribed bottle
The good intentions will
Eat you alive.