Tar fills my lungs,
As thick as molasses
Never-ending coughs,
Fogging up your glasses,
Milky white eyes,
Saucers I'd drink from.
Fill me with your lies,
Watch them stick to my insides.

We dance in this smoke, with four left feet
Our ears are bleeding, so we make up a beat
We snort our sugar, to prevent rotten teeth
But our mouths are still riddled with cavities.
I scheduled an appointment for a lobotomy,
To drain my brain from these thoughts,
And alter reality.

If I told you we were lost,
Would you stay here with me?
I don't know north from south,
Or my west from my east.
And sometimes in this forest,
I hear the animals scream.
If it didn't hurt so much,
I'd swear it was a dream.

-SLuR