Paper, Ink,
Thoughts of things, blowing nose on the telephone.
Heavy sigh with my heart beating, with heavy eyes here I lie
Screaming inside for breath of air,
Wish away my selfish pride
An irritation, blood flows quicker,
Sandy paths that cut my feet
Bloody soul, I keep on, linger, swear away myself
Until I die
Fist filled rage, lost my cool, body temperature on the rise
Flowing, down, upside fate, crowning plate of pills
Waking thrown, testosterone pages, curses fly right by
Zoning away thoughtless saying, with my voice I kill
Fast away, burning fingers, blue tipped lie
I hide