I am coerced into loathsome desperation Unable to elicit a feeling of existence All because my dreams violently clash with reality
I cannot prevail I will not survive I am weak
Failing to hunt down a sufficient supply of motivation Buried beneath the world of paperbacks Scrambling to bump into an emotion that will jump start my heart
An adrenaline ****** suffering withdrawal Tormenting this flaccid ***** in my chest Please, someone tackle me into relapse
Every attempt to ascend from darkness Annihilated With each crash and burn Extracts the impossible truth
I cannot feel I do not care I am dead
Where is the spark that I used to lust for? Am I Blind or Broken?!
I need to feel I need to want I need to prosper
Taunting a pair of keen eyes to electrify my neurons Demanding a bitten lip to punch a hole in my gut Slamming bodies against bodies into doorways