The arch in your back gives way to exaggerated...

Like a dangerous lover, the chemical takes it's...
too cut up, the substance - or lover, if you will...

Nature's instincts lead us to follow in exact...
but what say you forfeit the race...

Day in and day out.
where there's a way in, there's a way out...

Creeping my way down the ditch that I've dug..
sleeping away all my cares and concerns...

A bitter train of thought
a little bit distraught...

Sole thoughts plagued with the rot of your remains
more lost, but left impressions of bitter disdain...

This is one of my many masks,
me staring through the broken glass...

I once knew what i wanted
and thought that i had to have it...

This is an older piece of mine,.. lemme know what...
my heart seeded deeply within deception...

This is a slam, so critique it as that,.. thanx...
time slowed down to an eventual still image of...

Close by my side with nothing to hide
if i said i wasn't in love, i would have lied...