I like to write poems,
Instead of throwing up...
Today I am writing
Tomorrow I have written...
My heart holds the love of ages,
sets me free, but also cages...
It's just a chair.
An old, wooden chair...
We are delivered from demons when we desire to
Move toward the truth of which we aspire to...
Holding your neck
Trying to breathe...
I feel from the highest high,
To lowest low I’ve known...
Isn't it funny how things work out?
Isn't it so god damn hilarious when they don't...
Gooey gooey gumdrops,
gummy bears, lolli pops...
I was born in the factory
alive and kicking...
Destroying lives
Ensuring pain...
Don't tell anyone
Please I beg you...