I felt the rush in my stomach My heart full and empty of oxygen My lungs pounding I felt it flow right out of me Oozing like white **** Burning like whisky on fresh cuts I feel it flow right out of me
The wet grass and thick trees forgotten completely. These old trains, Their rust beds, This rotten graffiti. I heat up. I cool down. You'll never complete me.
My eyes flicker like light bulbs Colors bounce off my retina and into the cold depths of my stomach Sound waves twist and pulse like my guts Straining and thrusting inside me I plucked the stars one by one And hid them in my bathtub The steam from the hot water filled my lungs like sweat heavy smoke My skin glows bright red and melts off my bones Oozing down the drain To find a new place to drown 6 feet beneath this moon