I think I lie too much
I think I don't know why.
I think maybe I do
I think this a lie.
If a Bible verse is sickening
then this might be the key.
If this is Balkan in your cup
then we can drown out the whole sea.
Let me grab a blade and underline those drunken statements white
How can one even tell nowadays what's worth the fight?
Didn't stop praying,
this I swear,
until I'd woken up one day and death was everywhere I'd glare.
Just this once,
a day that headlights and thirsty angles swallowed.
And ever since
a moment comes once every while
that I wish I'd never stuck around for the doctors and nightmares that followed.
