Troubleshooting death, it lets you find what makes you want more. Stay alive for ten minutes, then die in five. A minute never seemed so long when sitting
Nights I lay awake hopelessly thinking of this place. The more I think, the less I want to know. It seemed like before this never used to happen. I
Split between choiced, you bleach your thoughts with stories of false prophecy. Unorthodox methods of self religion, decayed and edge-burned portraits
sphere that's four billion years old, the sun will burn everything and then it'll go cold, we the people will burn to the bone, death ridden corpse
A letter written home on stationary, the address marked with the author's blood. I know his leaving was never premeditated, but eighteen years on auto
Subject to liability you say, well at least it was worth it to see your head sliced in half like a tomato. Roots sewn by your blood and then nurtured
Standing with a slight slant, the head seemed to be twisted on just right. Collared shirt and tie. presentable to who, I don't know. A smile stretched
One out of a million, they don't see me. I am to this world as a raindrop is to your forehead. Suppressed only by myself. I need to let me out, out
