11:30 PM on the dot
the madness sets in
thats not the word
yet it could be
the pain we all continue to think of is a moment in the seams
the cords that tie our necks tighter and tigher
our faces turning bluer and bluer
and slowly
the tears of blood begin to fall
half of the fun in life is through the genius of banishing
what in the world is he talking about
the miniscule details have surpassed even i
joy riding is much better when the party carreens off a cliff
i spell things more and more wrong in my old age
have you ever felt the grip of death?
perhaps i have
i do not remember it in the slightest however
i almost drowned when i was born
is that how i am destined to go out?
drowning is almost always a lonely death
unless you and your pals can treat it respectably
and accept it instead of trying to fight it
i can just picture it
under the surface
two pals
chums
hugging and smiling
as they both took large gasps of water
and their lungs failed
i don't know
is the macabre a thing i enjoy?
sure do!
things like...dead babies
those are sickening
but... i feel i could be a doctor
or mortician
in that sense
because death
is natural
you don't become squeemish when you see a zit on your nose do you?
or when a child is born?
(if so, perhaps those were bad examples in your case)
anyway
all i know is that things are going well
and i am content
but things have possibilities
always possibilities
possibilities of being bad
possibilities of being good
the true countenance of a man
is his love
i said i treat death like a doctor
or mortician
but if my love
or dog
or my best friend
or my parents
died
i would be devastated beyond repair
sure, death is natural
when it happens to someone i don't know
or care about
but otherwise
i understand
though i suppose everyone has someone who knows them
or cares
most likely knows
or thinks they know
the main point of this
was
this is the end
thats not the word
yet it could be
the pain we all continue to think of is a moment in the seams
the cords that tie our necks tighter and tigher
our faces turning bluer and bluer
and slowly
the tears of blood begin to fall
half of the fun in life is through the genius of banishing
what in the world is he talking about
the miniscule details have surpassed even i
joy riding is much better when the party carreens off a cliff
i spell things more and more wrong in my old age
have you ever felt the grip of death?
perhaps i have
i do not remember it in the slightest however
i almost drowned when i was born
is that how i am destined to go out?
drowning is almost always a lonely death
unless you and your pals can treat it respectably
and accept it instead of trying to fight it
i can just picture it
under the surface
two pals
chums
hugging and smiling
as they both took large gasps of water
and their lungs failed
i don't know
is the macabre a thing i enjoy?
sure do!
things like...dead babies
those are sickening
but... i feel i could be a doctor
or mortician
in that sense
because death
is natural
you don't become squeemish when you see a zit on your nose do you?
or when a child is born?
(if so, perhaps those were bad examples in your case)
anyway
all i know is that things are going well
and i am content
but things have possibilities
always possibilities
possibilities of being bad
possibilities of being good
the true countenance of a man
is his love
i said i treat death like a doctor
or mortician
but if my love
or dog
or my best friend
or my parents
died
i would be devastated beyond repair
sure, death is natural
when it happens to someone i don't know
or care about
but otherwise
i understand
though i suppose everyone has someone who knows them
or cares
most likely knows
or thinks they know
the main point of this
was
this is the end