It's always growing
Collecting dust
This mountain of thoughts
Harboring rust.

Omitting a dark reflection
I can't help but stare
To ominous to wonder
How many might be there.

Unfocused, unkempt
Far to entangled to muse
This mountain of thoughts
Has left me confused

Too soon had I lost
Controll of it all
This mountain of thoughts
Needs to withdrawal.

Bleed out and purge
Alleviate the Pain
This mountain of thoughts
To much for my brain

My steps got slower as words flew into my mind
My heartbeats got stronger as every sentence made sense
The calm became blurrier and was nowhere to find
The air became heavy and my feelings a bit dense

As my eyes travelled along the dark black ink
And each curve of each letter was a different confusion
I could only feel my brain incapable to think
And the relief I felt for finally knowing your conclusion

I thought of the warmth and the passion in your touch
I remembered the moments of ample satisfaction
When we understood each other without saying much
And we would both smile as a natural reaction

The words were so meaningful
Yet less than what you give me
I must say I'm ******* thankful
That now I know you won't leave me

I am an outlaw like Jesse James
I'm not much for playing games
Loyalty is all I demanded
Lies I simply can not stand
Tell to me only truths
Or I'll knock out your ******* tooth

The place we're in is a high stakes  game
But in the end you'll be glad you came
We'll float a boat, we'll get real high
While we're cooking, you just might cry

If you have thoughts of rolling over
You'll end up under the sweet, red clover
We're not much on floppy tongue snitches
You'll find they end up in deep dug  ditches

But in our canoe you can ride all night
Smoke rolls up it's such a sight
On our boat you can ride for days
Sleep rans fast and far away
So come and play in our devilish way
We'll talk for hours, till there's nothing left to say

Give me some of that vitamin H, so my body can sigh
Sit awail, I'll nod a bit, and kiss this world's problems goodby
There'll be no more tears, no need to cry
As my mind is carried off on high
Body so relaxed it forgets to breath
Where I have floated off to, there seems to be no need
With this vitamin running through my veins
I don't feel the need to plant a bullet in my brain
When thoughts of death start to close in
I turn and run to my new friend
It's all a matter of desperation
Locked up tight in my situation

Please pass me the spoon
I need a hug from Jesus and I need it soon
My body needs to relax till it forgets to breath
Don't worry about the marks you can cover them with sleeves
A little pick and the pain will all fade away
Let me nod out, I'll deal with it another day
Let my mind get lost in the sway
It's the ritual of the needle and the spoon
It's the hug from Jesus that can't come to soon

there is relief in
such tragedy,
when you're
not the one
who's
suffering.