I clean the blood out the seats of my car, then wring it it to mason jars. ~poem~
My throat is dry, let's go for a drive
Falling asleep while parasites thrive,
You're such a f***ing angel.
Stare at a cross, and pray for strength,
Then snort the rust from the bathroom sink.
Your dead body is my candle
That covers up my lies.
Eat your own skin, become one of them
Please inject me with a sugary syringe.
Then cater the infection, with a heroin-laced knife,
Because sanitary brainwash is the end of all life.
You can wake up far away, but never wake up past today.
Drink the tea that made a mess,
Without you're eyes I can't be blessed,
Come on angel, I know someplace nice.
Heaven holds a deadly price.