(no subject)
Can I touch you?
Reality shifts and becomes conscious of itself.
I'm unable to differentiate between my quest for total self depreciation and your natural tendency to recoil from affection
I give in to the dominant addiction of this present moment.
A cocktail of death sits in my bedroom, waiting me for me to become weak by your rejection.
disguised as euphoria, I plunge deeper into the delirium.
Death hides in subtle fragments of muted life,
I kill myself a little bit more every day.
So why do you die?
You forget who I am in inconvenient increments of time.
Your personality wastes away as your BAC rises.
You are the impairment of my senses.
just let me play in my psychosis.
Reality shifts and becomes conscious of itself.
I'm unable to differentiate between my quest for total self depreciation and your natural tendency to recoil from affection
I give in to the dominant addiction of this present moment.
A cocktail of death sits in my bedroom, waiting me for me to become weak by your rejection.
disguised as euphoria, I plunge deeper into the delirium.
Death hides in subtle fragments of muted life,
I kill myself a little bit more every day.
So why do you die?
You forget who I am in inconvenient increments of time.
Your personality wastes away as your BAC rises.
You are the impairment of my senses.
just let me play in my psychosis.