Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Grey

Once Upon a Time in SunnyLand.
I once knew a woman, and once knew a man.
Knew who I was, now that's not who I am.
Gangsta! Is what they always said.
Gangsta! I don't think any of us really knew what it meant.
Curiosity led to interest, which eventually spread to intent.  
Ingestin', inhalants and depressants.
Suppressed breath to pressed chest,
that sends a message, right next, to world's edge.

Blacked Out, Sleep Walking, threw Night Terrors.
Knelt Over, Dry Heavin', threw New Tears.
All dark and twisty, considering something risky,
and I'd rather regret it, than not.
Unraveled and tangled in spirals and knots.
Somethings tipping my homeostasis.
Left Pace wasted, placed under incarceration,
ejaculated in they face and walked away wavin'.
I'm aimin' for chalk on the pavement.
I ain't making another statement.
You take my affidavit and shove it straight up you anus.