Veins bulging, I been absolutely nauseous. Ingesting all the bullsh!t of my monetary Losses. Approach me with a caution, for your being. I ain't perfect.. I done blacked out on my morals, See the dullness on the surface. My blood it roams within the cracks I've felt the time around me lapse. Malnourishment to be exact. The brittle bones protrude attached. The gut it growls and eats me slow. I pray my heart don't rot the most. My soul, it bleeds. Intentions soaked With great remorse. My severed hope.