Why do I dream of violence like this?
Hoping to crucify a priest and watch
His insides spill out.

Blood is everywhere and it’s sickening.
I daydream of genocide and fall asleep
To the image of a spleen and a liver
and someone screaming.

You ask me who I am and I tell you
I’m a dream…no wait, I’m asleep.
I’m asleep and dreaming and this
Day is just a fantasy and how are
We talking my lips aren’t
Meant to move for real.

Where did you come from?
How did you hear me?

The sound of little babies
Coos me to sleep
And I want to be mommy
But I’m so scared.

I press into your lips
The number of
My last day on earth
And in the executioner’s chair
Just promise that you’ll wave.

And inside your seams
I will grow and crawl
And stitch you up.

I will break your heart and
Make you think it’s all your fault.

I’ll laugh
While you cry
And I’ll tell you
Any lie I need to.

So cushion me,
Press my bones into a dancing
Skeleton and I’ll rid you from my mind
Like a ******* disease.

Untie my hands and I’ll rip
Into the daylight and pronounce
You saved
Only to watch
You breathe in pure death

Toxic and torrid,
The affair was never meant to be
But you settled for me
And I settled for sin
So who said settling was bad?

I can’t believe the front of your brain
Is tied to the inside of my heart.

I want to draw something as
Ugly as what’s inside my head.
But I don’t think I’m able
I’ll have to tell you instead…

So as nightmares infest
My baby-like dreams
I wait in a sweat
For something to change

Ravage, rampant with blood
I’m here in the morning
And that’s all that matters,
Isn’t it?