Meaningful words slurred, as I intoxicate my verse
Thoughts shading my actions, as I re-create the worst.
Brain-washed, time flicking my watch ticking, If my time was toxins
I'd be washed up in the seconds I spent thinking. Hours drained slipping out of suppression, Noticing my sorrows,
crippled in my depression.
Thinking of the time I had a good day,
floating emotions
with potions of commotions as I levitate.
Stuttering feelings of the righteous ones who I've lost,
The cost of burying my feelings in compost.
Shattered dreams,
as I scream for salvation through my actions.
Adding up sorrows,
subtracting my tomorrow's,
dividing my Heroes as I medicate my ego
While Whiskeys hitting my blood,
needing my hit like ****** from a needle.
Depositing my thoughts and inner mind,
to my conscious I seek inside
Hiding wisdom in my mind as co-inside my rhymes,
with the things I seek when to the light of life blind.
Reckoning my behaviour, will this spark be my savour,
passing suicide notes to the ghost beside me,
as I collide with danger.