"acension" poems
I have experienced a schism from mankind
Alone and adrift in the cosmos of my mind
My acension from life has made me anew
False happiness no longer leads me askew
Rage-filled memories are held with great retention
For this rupture has led to a dark dessension
With glorious hate, I take my last mortal breath
I am a soulless and vengeful shadow
Something akin to Death
Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 6:27 PM UTC
keeping myself in handcuffs
digesting powders off the coffee table for intentions of acension
there's new lenses covering my eyes now
it's not bright in my prison she knows I'm just high now
I shouldn't have to question my existence
mother raised me a prophet
I'm disobeying my doctor
ive been stripping peoples affection from my life
you're supposed to get me high why the **** do I want to die now?
my soul is dripping down the drain, my bones are building their own coffins
I'll keep chasing rabbits, whole face in the faucet
Jan 17, 2016
Jan 17, 2016 at 1:35 PM UTC