building hammocks from dimming lights
indulgence sipping cyanide
dripping through fissures made
from the lies
broken ties
internalized
a shadow ego mind till
cocktails full of chloride
pour over laughing ID
animus swindling suicide
please forgive
just let up
I'll cave in
these serotonin little souls
down measured holes
told pleasured sin is not for him
so they go
psychoanalysis
is just paralysis
tepid palsy in choices
screams shattering thin facade
neurons raptured to their god
bones and skin
left behind in ruptured mask
jades of husk
dusk escapes into the sun
leaving me just alone
no darkened sheets
retreats of mind is adjourned
I'm on the verge
can I return
please return