Walls collapse, ceiling careen and crash upon our backs, sweat and tact
Coming clean, confusing what it means to act responsibly
Changing
Failing
Abandon
Restlessly clawing from underneath these sheets, debris and empathy, forgot the pleasantries
Burden shift, slip in past sentry with a touch of bliss, wantonness
Tastelessness, petal like rose or at least I think, can't remember a thing
"I am drunk
Crying
Begging for forgiveness
I am tired of digging through piles of wrinkled clothes
My eyes feel as though they're open, though I'm only sleeping
I hear a song playing
Harmony of a woman lingered outward
Cinematic quality to my implosion
Noise flits backward, reverberates wildly
Sonic thrusts tapped their way through chiseled marble sound
An iconic flash of thought
It ends without"
Cold torn bed, withdrawal and gaze at ceiling still dilapidated, so inebriated
Tastelessness, petal like rose or at least I thought of it, apoplectic
More or less, better off like this and I'm doing fine, some peace of mind
But I still miss, primal reversion of flesh and tangled mess of misery that's simply temporary, fleeting indecision, a Languid condemnation seething, gone