Washed up,globster jaw
Clenched deep,like a million teeth
Nailed into chest—
Out of body,fighting for control of vessel
Falling,looping,nothing is enough
It's all too much,it's all too much
Pushed back and melting,lacking destitute
I scream without an attitude.The self is gone
Weaving threads in it's trail— squirming kicking mad
It's all gone
               for the moment,relax.

Slipping back,timeframed over the wall
Dagger injected,what is there left for inspection?
Met myself once,killed myself twice,slipping back
        In better form
For the moment,relax.

We all pass eventually
If one weren't meant to
Then that is for them,that is their
‘Meant to be'
Fate crawls bellyup without a second thought,only coming full circle
In hindsight