Scales boil over losing my innocence.
Levels of impurity poison.
My reason devoured by constant hours.
Misery and dispair.
Tangled in silken hair.
My tounge down the throat of shit soaked spaces.
The aces of lost forgiveness.
Alone and Broken.
Nevermore to care of light and dances.
I had my chance at worldly obsession.
Lost to the spiral of redemption.
Nasty and infected.
Given to raged illusions.
Delusions of grandour keep me going.
Blowing past the winner’s circle.
Decaying and vile.
Diving into the empty abyss.
Not another hit and miss.
Blood flowers pool.
Foolish and dead.