Dark Prince
Empty bed
Sunflowers at the Grave
Tiger's Eye
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This is my "mind by Month"..Follow the links below to access the Pollution of the Mind by corresponding months..-is not responsible for any despondance, suicidal tendencies, or unadulterated anger that may come hence from these pages-
Dark Prince Empty bed Sunflowers at the Grave Tiger's Eye |
the sterile smell of alcohol burns In my mind
my scars from the iodine sting
the operAtion was a success, consider the alternatives
of course you might have that nagging nuMbness,
but isn't it better then the pAin?
better then botox,
better then crank
better then your 'i Love you's
i'll plunge a hole within myself,
find a new emptiness to make
just a few daily shots
a few minoR adjustments in dose
side effects are Expected, but
i Assure you, it's almost fifty percent safe
better then heroine
better then crank
better then your kisses
i'll plunge a hole within myself
find a new emptiness to make
the linolium is fucking colD
the IV drip makes my spine itch
the nurses don't even look up as i walk by
thorazin shuffle taking me nowhere at night
better then mescaline
better then crank
better then tender touches
i plunge a hole within mYself
finding a new emptiness to make
just another surgery, you'll be out in a week (we hope)
malignant green lights try to lull me to sleep
help me bathe, help me dress, help me eat, help me pee
ignore me when it hurts and i'm screaming
better then the coke
better then crank
better then the smell of your hair
i plunge a hole within myself
finding a new emptiness to make
pureed cafeteria fooD, there'll be no hendrix deaths on this nursEs watch
Man in white has cold hands, cold tools, cold eyes
Patient's vitals are weAkening
i have a fucking name
better then opium
better then crank
better then your eyes
i plunge a hole within myself
finding a new emptiness to make
controlled panic in the O.R.
reputations on the line, there are no lives here
latest techniques and guinea pig me
panic of my own, out of luck out of time, out of hope, out of prayers never heard
better then life
better then wasted breath
better then your memory
i've plungeD emptiness within myself
Too many holes..there's nothing in me left.
i'm empty.