Dark bloody rivers
This is how my existence appears
Been sucked down by this undertow
All these black and blue years
Mystic and endearing
Bright green flowing streams
These are the memories
Of my bullshit dreams
Washing over me
Seeping through my veins so tender
Visions of magic
I might look back and remember
So long ago
It was then I saw
Any quality of this world
Now blinded with flaws
Thrown so dreadfully
Into a river of flames
In disgust of my life
And all society claims
Daisies and daggers
And all those good things
I see them drenched in blood
All blaming me so menacing
Almighty pathetic God’s
Going about in a greedy fashion
You’ve already stolen my soul
Now you feed off my passion
Stabbing and thrashing
Till there’s no exhilaration to my being
Oh sweet misery
What left in me are you seeing?
Forcing these rivers upon me
Flowing from this scabbing slit
Shallow tyrants
Unworthy hypocrites
Flooding
Away my green drifts
Sucked uncontrollably into
Well-known black and blue cliffs
Oh divinity
I cannot return
To treading bloody rivers
Where this undertow turns
Mystic and endearing
Bright green flowing streams
These are the memories
Of my bullshit dreams
Daisies and daggers
And all those beautiful things
I feel them piercing me for blood
All blaming me so menacing
What good in humanity
Has passed me bye
With this world of plastic faces
My heart cannot comply
Compared to these daisies
With artificial smiles
Compared to these daggers
I am genuine inside
