hello?
wanna know what insanity is?
when looking inside of a chrome-plated mirror,
inside of a prison,
with low visibility-reflecting on what I think vanity is?
asking myself what humanity is
candidly wonder where amnesty is
damaging vantage I vanish like mist
inside I may panic
but manage the manic and maniac mannequin standing right here
I stammer in puddles of blood, that I cut, but ugh!
I need to bandage my wrist!
{starring up at that moonlight
project to balance my mood right
I howl at times when its too bright
war with myself, like I duel life
there’s more to me, there’s more to see..
split in two is my dual life
embrace one half of me to-night
fork in the road, I knife two sides} X2
there’s something off in my head..
I can barely see beyond red..
compare the breeze to my breath..
I can barely breathe, am I dead?
it ain’t rare to think am I dead..
I dare to dream from my bed..
illusions of my success..
I’m delusional I guess..
cuz ain’t no hope in the mess..
too many worlds that I mesh..
astral project out my flesh..
‘cuz I’m tired of feeling all this stress..
it’s hard to feel like I’m blessed..
feeling less than whole, a moon crest..
{and I get inside of myself
hide from the light, and go climb in myself
I never question in spite of myself
wasting my time asking why to myself
too many answers collide with my health
too many pill vials all piled on my shelf
all this time wasted apprised on my belt
so I stare at the sky while I fight with myself} X2
{starring up at that moonlight
project to balance my mood right
I howl at times when its too bright
war with myself like I duel life
there’s more to me, there’s more to see,
split in two is my dual life
embrace one half of me tonight
fork in the road, I knife two sides} X2
{looking at the sky…
feels like I’m in a dome…
how can I leave this prison..?
when it feels like my home…}X2
I contemplate
I meditate
sometimes I pray
I hesitate
I medicate
to regulate
then resonate
with residue
I contemplate
I meditate
sometimes I pray
I hesitate
I medicate
to regulate
then designate
a better way
and I get inside of myself
hide from the light and go climb in myself
I never question in spite of myself
wasting my time asking why to myself
too many answers collide with my health
too many pill vials all piled on my shelf
all this time wasted apprised on my belt
so I stare at the sky while I fight with myself
{starring up at that moonlight
project to balance my mood right
I howl at times when it’s too bright
war with myself like I duel life
there’s more to me, there’s more to see,
split in two is my dual life
embrace one half of me tonight
fork in the road, I knife two sides} X2
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