demons rush in --
endless, pointless possibilities
sins, lies, sex repeat
keep your heart
scruples, conscientious and exact,
painstaking principles
write your initials in the sand
...tius pilate
damn lies that spin out of control
f***** all you alll
then knock me out
because I can't sleep
the heart feels what the mind escapes
my heart chained to what???
whatever....submission
that's right
that crap hole of lust
can't take it
turn the page
anger bursts forth without trepidation
subconscious denial
contradicts the smile
sadness is man-made
made artificial
when do feelings stop?
Of your philosophy you make no sense
if accidental evils prevail
for you exist for yourself
others come and go
you got to let go
to keep yourself