revisiting former frames of mine.
i`ve had nothing less responsible than this.
cash hand, back hand, slap in the face.
i want something more real.
surrealistic noxious state of mind.
heart puncture piss sweat intake perfection by design drunk step drug friction.
oh, i will be clean again.
i suffocate awaiting tomorrow.
shine your lights down on me.
awaiting for ascension, my disbelief.
our punishment release a new form of intoxication.
i have something more real.
i am the starving hope.
i am abandonment fulfilled.
why don`t you take it all away from me?
my disgrace only waste.
absence of faith in a world filled with you mocking me.
it takes a few strong to survive
and more than a lifetime to deprive me of you.
am i the only one left?
left alone playing on that one pinched nerve.
is there anything substantial,
with some consistency at all?
i`m impaling my own breath.
i`m wishing and washing away tonight.