Shotgun in my mouth the one that God forgot about
Paint a Pollock on the wall hieroglyphics for the fall
I exist in mortal coil life just isn’t for us all
Tried to find the silver bullet lining in a waterfall of Morton Salt
Projecting suicidal thoughts
Life-rafts they threw grew to nooses I endured
I gave my heart away so they could brutalize for sport
I ate up all the pain until it grew inside my pores
I’m porcelain ignoring any moment I’m alive
When the Angels that I cry to are frozen in the sky
(They don’t listen)
I’m sickened by thе vultures in my mind
Always sulking in the lies so I soak еm in some lye
(When I visit)
Matador gored by two cattle horns
Center is an apple core joy is an afterthought
Made of matter but I matter not laughs are aftershocks
Alabaster albatrosses captured in an act of God

No need to fear the devils hands leaving here in exit bags
Hell is other people, right? Tell em I don’t need my light
Dreams of mine ending with the deicide
Even I’m upended by the scene of my intentions
(A sea of imperfections)
A dog hiding from the dog days
God died below the crawlspace
Only onyx in the hallways
Chosen topics always toxic
Watch it make my heart ache
The tar tastes sweet the hard rain’s sleet
I know I’m celestial but the star-gaze ceased
Swallow all the medicine til sharp pains leave
Never chummy I’m just chum when the sharks came to eat
Hands they extended look like open mouth squid
Amiss in the abyss friends will throw him down quick
Buried in a shallow grave no one found him
In Aokighara Forest or an Overtoun Bridge