I can see the blue-green veins on my hands
Stimulant-rich filling a gradient mess
I've made my heart explode
How alive I show my attentions
Form of sly glances and pretty writing
Aren't I easy on the eyes?
If I were me, I could help you to decide
But I am just frame and lions mane
My music, too loud, ushers 3 truths
Deaf, blind, and dumb
Numb- I've finally won
War against self- ******* permanent wealth
Meaning in nothing
The emptiness as words
Stomach growling as reminder of worth
Mother Earth- seek, see? I'm no longer weak!
I eat!
So leave! I'll waste between each creep
Looking my way, bleed
Onto me
Manically, I plead
Stop- no, start watching me!