My last post was made when I was in a really dark place. I'm not feeling a whole lot better but it's bumming me out reading it every time I visit my page, so here's some lyrics/poetry I've been working on:

Dead air

Early to bed, to rise, tonight I'll

Force myself awake til I fall like a babe

And anxiously the next day, 

too early to be wasted I wait

For the sun to set, so I can exhaust myself

And drown my brain for one more breath

Of fresh dead air

Early to rise despite myself, it's healthy

Sitting by myself, luxury lets me lift myself

Above the hell beyond my door

Alone I wait, fading, debating plunging

Funding freedom against the devil's who deify themselves 

Leaving Satan beside himself like "I thought I was evil, what the hell?"

In the distance - is that school or alarm bells?

Is that ambulabce or cop wails?

And when will the ambulance come?

Where will the shooters run when they're done?

Straight to the arms of the gunfellows,

The walking gallows grifting the world on their hallows

And the world lets them howl loud as they like,

Say what they like no matter the fight 

the UN doesn't fight the power they are

Or bite the hand of the bartender

Turn the car around? They started the motherfucker

Wasted in the sacred quiet, 

Bearing teeth, on fire to riot

Waiting for the changing science

Breathing in the fresh dead air