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Mess
Mediate
review
look on anew
give me a cue
to merge the spew
the inky thoughts
and dreaded rhythm
takes another takes a million
cut the vein
revel in pain
not to even notice the stain
look back again
repeat the footage
repeat it slow
immerse myself in the river below
drown myself
the feelings unlocked
the blood flows
the gun is cocked
blow it all out
the spectacular mess
fill the room of what I am yet to confess
let it pour out all the hate and lies
all of the confusion I felt inside
let the clear become dark pastel red
as the thoughts and feelings spill out from my head
let the illusive imagination begin its flow
as I exit the reality I could never really know
no one could clear the mess in my head
especially now that I'm already dead
I murder those thoughts I have forsaken
but still leave a mess with the exit I've taken
and with fragments, heartache - they cry
No tears for me when it all went awry
repenting and confessing until I come around
it was nothing but bullshit, until I hit the ground
dead, in the rain
infront of train
no kind of letter only a bloodstain
a mess, just like me
I'm destined to be
...he should of pulled out and been just a mess on the bed
