Tripping over ones own thoughts
As emotional well-being slowly rots
Sounds of failure creep through his brain
Causing mild tongues to refrain
Twisted, ripped, and undescripted
Seeing his thoughts as though unlisted
Why has prowess swiflty left me
Crippled walking with two left feet
A lady of no simple pleasures
Convince me intensly of what she offers
A connection bonded through the mind
Spiritual reciprocation is where it hides
Spouting love where your hates lie
Feeling to soar above sky high
Alone at last in my shallow coffin
Dead from a broken hearted repercussion
A lie I was born into is where I die
And in the dirt is where I cry.