SOBERKILL

Wings-
poison dipped feathers-
Choking hurt with my tourniquet-
Sword-
fuel and fire-
slay the dragon with this needle tip-

And I don't care enough to see you care-

Inside this realm I need nobody there-

The car,the hood,THE SICK ,the feel,the good-

The indifference enough

to push me out

if- I- fade- off.

How have you replaced The God?
Where the hell did I get this gun?
When did faith become a drug?
at least I know...

At least I know-

You'll just push me out if  I  fade  off...