ramblings of a troubled mind

sweetest moments I cannot feel
I fade
inside a razor blade
the one I made
exploding my pain like a grenade

troubled mind inside to find
paradise that never turns into reality

lust in sodomy
like a lobotomy
with rusty nails

dead flesh rots as the un-picked fruit
often unnoticed by all who pass by
on the fly
with not a moment to stop
or spare

dirty drugged whore
who would adore
you to sleep over
bring the cash
and all your stash
get high as the sky
and be mine
till I over dose on cocain
unable to feel pain
or go insane

all these metaphors I use
or abuse
so I can say what I need to say
cause you never let me finish one damn sentence
insecure or insensitive
I no longer care
or did I ever
seems like a
useless endeavor
lost forever
in a dark black hole

suicidal tendencies
some inconsistency's

but something in  my mind
tells me I should find
myself
but im just so damn lost
that I cant pay the cost
so I settle for mutilation
and pass on motivation
making a situation