Grimleaf

Ashes blow across the deserted sky
Plentify the stress inside of me
God said he will give you anything
As long as you support this curse inside of me

Prey on the hearts of the weak and the spineless
Prey on the sword in your golden holster
Prey on the Grimleaf I have grown just to express all my sorrows
Because there's nothing left on my plate I wish to eat

Developing this ulcer that sucks ay my every whim
Petrified at the idea of what you all have seen
I don't give a fuck anymore about anything
My words never gave a fuck about neither you or me

Prey that I will become more like you and mindless
Prey on the hearts of Mary and all that knew her
Prey on the Grimleaf that has come here to take me
Because I have seen all that I wish to ever see

Pass me onto your God of thrills and your God of chills
I'll fuck the bounty hunter that I'm tired of sucking off
The glimmer of dread glistens in the darkness I've created
The Grimleaf is all I know anymore
And it's all I care for
And it's all I know anymore
And it's all I care for

Prey on all I don't know so I can never find my way home so I can never grow old in the fashion I longed for

Out of the hospital

I recently spent 15 days in John T. Mather Memorial Hospital's adult psychiatric unit. It happened after a psychology appointment where my therapist declared me suicidal and called the police on me, and had them handcuff me and transport me to the hospital. Since being discharged from the hospital, I can't honestly say I feel any better than when I went in. I have seen a few friends, gone out a few nights, but my life for the most part is exactly the same. My mom wants nothing to do with me, I have been officially unwelcome for returning to Florida. My sister still doesn't talk to me, and just like before, I have no job, no car and no direction. I am still waiting for a change, but nothings happening. Maybe I'll write more later.