fall into the eyes, so much i can describe

leaches crawl up, latching irises…swim under the skin, cant tell where it begins…
a twitch in the mind, and suddenly i am within, these veins run the course, hydrophytic origins

wake up… and here it comes again…
stay up… and i live to drown in sin…

fall into the eyes… aphotic, mesmerize…

everythings just a slice of me, coming thin in my reveries
maybe its why i cradle your despise, and its why i cant feel it in your eyes…

relapse, 500 milligrams… think fast, dial tone melts in my hand…
no more voices in this last stand… the floor hits back faster than i can…

wake up… here it comes again…
stay up… did i swallow my last friend?

fall into the eyes, dip in formaldehyde
inside im submerged, try to drown out all the urge…

carry, and i rattle my own cage, ferry, and i float with my own grave.

…

im so tired of all this fucking nonsense, like you fucking die from your own conscience, its always just a another scene, make more gleaming kerosine, i dont want it anymore, lifes just a sterile fucking whore, tease and play with what i adore, like so many footsteps outside my door, I WONT! im a simple mind, living behind orchestra, plucking twines, wrap around and dance my fucking spine… its all just colourless, depraved, surviving more or less, moral less, always on the other side, skin touch the glass, cut through just to touch the pulse, leak my purpose in a false memory, wondering whether or not it had to be, but i haven’t seen any reason to believe my sympathy is nothing more than envy yearning from my entropy. i dont care…but i do and it hurts, all this touching tongues like despairing flirts, flaunting tears into trauma bonds, carnassial leers leading into sulking ponds…who drowns first? its a game to play, which one cries and which one walks away? how many times can you say “im here” today? how many times can you say “i died” today?