I'm stuck in my mind and i'm loving death lately
It makes me see life so my conscience can face me
But my thoughts are too heavy for this tight skull to hold
And i feel my frustration compounding my soul
I picture myself ripping open my head
And climbing out of the prison my child was fed.
And basking in blood clots, and bile, and brain
To truly know life through infliction of pain
Sadistic, solipsistic, mystic and cryptic
My inner code eclisped my charismatic, wicked,
- robotic, malignant, covert, narcissistic,
- insistant, rhetorical, fixated misfit
- of an aborted thought drowned in the blood of a slit wrist
- i missed this - did god mark my frame on his shit list?
A mixed list of resistant existence-based vision
Supressed, and the rest remains free from collision.
But not today i'm hot today
I'm sweating in this hot dismay
I'm setting all the shots this way
I'm puncturing the clots, and they
Are weary now i'm freezing cold
I'm happy if your god's uphauled
Psychosis is my main control
So i don't melt my frozen soul.
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