Never be Better

There is a strong sense it’ll never be better
Not feeling bound by time or anything

Trying to fit into this madness we’re all living in
Ghosts are chasing me where do i run to

The bottom of the bottle numbs what i truly feel
Stayin in the zone of zombies trying to to break free of what’s killing me

The overall effect is truly the  end game 3 is the answer the question is the same

Strong sense it’ll never be better

Country of immigrants with a tall Green Lady
Torch n Flame
Give me tired and scared and too poor to feel human

Not bound by time or anything

White china moon floating across Montana spy high above the silos

Nitrogen to my brain better than runnin round not being bound by
The Gangs of History in the 5 Burroughs as a bible hits the river

Strong sense it’ll never be better than

Not ready for sleep i dream awake i crawl in the crawl space of what scares me
Cobwebs on my skin creepin and a crawlin search for humanity in

Not bound by time or anything

Born into the land of thoughts and dreams Orange and loud drowns out the Truth
Bubbles escape my fears as I disappear into the blue depth

There’s a good sense it’ll never be better than
Being bound by time or anything

Dribble my dabs color on thoughts i forgot spill onto frame
Put pastel on my heart blood red in the night Phoenix rises out of grey ash