Thursday, June 6, 2019

Sepsis

I've stopped breathing
My time is fleeting
I've grown so weak
I can barely speak

I tried my best and I gave it all
But pride always goes first right first before the fall
So there's nothing more for me to believe
Torture inherently and deceitfully received

Time when pressed just causes distress
I'm turning off all the lights this time

Fuckin' blank canvas wishing to become nothing
It pushes back with each brushstroke wanting bad for me to choke
No hope and I'm done
Nothing left for you to do but face toward the sun and run

All I've done I've lived to regret
And this it
So how the fuck am I not dead yet?

Vomit-inducing as the sounds remind
I'm turning off all the fuckin' lights this time

No!

Nothing more for me--turn off the lights this time
Nothing more for me--turn off the lights this time
Nothing more for me--turn off the lights this time
Nothing more for me--turn off the lights this time

I've stopped breathing
My time is fleeting
I've grown so weak
I can barely speak

I tried my best and I gave it all
But I can't do it no more
Because I have nothing in store

The hour is late when you hear all the screaming
A blessing of sepsis to remove the demeaning

Why am I here?
It was never clear

Bet your fuckin' ass I'm turning off the lights this time