Not sure what to do anymore...
Not sure how much guts and gore
I can really take anymore
My imagination is running wild
Not being very mild
Too detailed for my taste
No hesitation
Anti sanitation
Dying deep within
Slowly dying falling
Being reminded how crazy i really am...
Not sure I really wanna continue this mind state any longer
Going lower going higher
Getting worse and sometimes a little better
I took such a fucking header
Into the deep fucking trench of my imagination
No hesitation
Anti sanitation
Dying deep within that trench
Turning burning wrenching
The smell of vomit and mints
Always always hint
The breath of the heater booming
Trying
Crying
Looming
On my bed and in my head
Never leaving
Never sleeping
It's tolling
Rolling
Filling my mind
Dark thoughts come once again
Crying over and over in agonizing mental pain...
Not sure...
