Cicadas hum quietly, amongst the summer choir. Locked doors, birds on their wire's. Keep from harm's way, but thorted by desire- Blinds colored gray block out humanity.
These dreams speak to me through insanity, a tv plays white noise, my mind is in calamity. As nightmares creep in through my eyelids, amid the darkness of this quiet house.
This is my Strauss- wooden floors entirely silent, the thoughts inside are violent. Recalling Baptist Hospital. No cart rhythmically on call, a nurse alloting me two pearls to swallow.
Making the sea of seretonin flow, making happiness through my body grow. Tonight, I take my trazadone no longer resembling a pearl, my toes curl. At the bitter taste, following the nightmares that make haste to follow me to bed, praying I don't wake up dead.
sleeping pills and flying over window sills nicotine and mary jane flick and then lighter flames one for here and one to go alcohol that over flows ecstasy and acid dreams lots of methamphetamines piles of my razor blades unsafe amounts of ***** ******* oh Lord i might be dying i dont care 'cause now im flying