"Metaphor is my Motive."

Will you suck the life out of me like
you're sucking my...
I don't mean to be a, prick it's just
that the words flow from my tongue like
an unabated plaything
I'll play anything once
The Doc told me to calm down a bit and
swallow my meds or I'd not again be warned
I really hated that fucker to scorn
A soft-core porn
But an endearment grew even though I kept
him at a distance just for my own discretion
Those cold rooms and padded cells and the
nights of talking to myself incessantly for
my own health even though the bugs in the
walls betrayed my so-called, mental-health
But I've got miles and miles of knowledge to
be delved into if anyone has the time and
solace
We're all infinite wells of immaterial substance
just waiting for to be brought into existence
So I don't tend to their philosophical science,
if only, (although I know they won't), suffer my
metaphorical reasonings why I put the butcher's
knife to my side and said, "I'll Thrust it in."