10.bloodfrommyknucklestomyknees
6-21-18
High high high
I
Think I'm drifting
The seas,
Think it's time
These eyes see
Beneath,
So put me in the ring,
My head rolls
Round this neck,
Wearing
Barbed wire
Chains,
Find me?
Catch me?
I swing,
Don't tell me you
Know
What I'm
Fucking
made
Of.
Motherfuckers,
I'm a character,
Keys you skipped,
Words I spilled across the board.
The paranoia,
Electric surges,
Lines of wrong and right,
The shit blurs it.
Impulsive, swimming heavy
With the moths,
Light or dark?
Mix a bit of both
And then I'll down the shot.
Then I'll down the shot.
Apologies
Ricochet,
Skull isn't steady,
I'm laughing
Nothing's funny,
I'm flying,
Hitting the ground,
Running.
Don't tell me you've got it cracked,
Tell me you've got nothing to lose,
By figuring it out, and failing.
Give me the power
And I'd destroy it,
Give me the victims card
Watch me burn it.
Let you stay the night
Upstairs,
Over welcomed your stay
Push you to the curb,
You hold the guns,
Pointing fingers.
I've been askew
Since I woke up,
In the afternoon,
So we pass the fields
And I'm after you,
Trailing.
Clouds all cotton candy,
They know about the fallout?
Know about the drop down?
Hooded figures
Say go
Let
Let go
Breezes snake through my limbs,
Wonder where they've been,
And I wish for
Reckless apathy,
Chained bars
And a bath for three,
Wash it clean
With the devil, God, and my formers.
Play with fire,
Burning myself,
Just a game of tolerance.
The haze keeps me,
I'm dazed,
Do they see me?
Overgrown grass
I understand I understand I understand,
All you wanna do is stab,
Think I'll drop so easy,
Think the drops this easy,
But i wipe the blood with a sleeve,
Ive never been a quitter,
Do you see the fucking price I pay
On the way to winning?
⁃ (m.m)
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