Lost salvation shrinks and shivers inside long summer days.
All hope and dreams are sent with a silver bullet to die.
The roar of anguish is so loud it shatters eardrums and crushes bones.
From a screaming simmering hell I emerge ready to bare my own crucifix,
but alas my aspirations decline deeper than canyons.
my disappointments rise higher than mountains.



Falsehoods and pretenses weigh so heavily they sink like a steel paper ship.
To he who cries for a better tomorrow I will flay with a silk laced whip.
With all kindness the cruel lesson of life shall be inflicted with pleasure.



My nightmares suffocate me every single night inside comfortable sheets.
While those who dare fall flat off their feet into self destructive denial,
and they try to burn the entire world with a box of matches.


My steadfast companion envy sticks into me like a serrated blade.
It is a pain that I feel to as much as a heartbeat.
yet I find myself lost inside seamless unfamiliar territory .