Decisions are killing me
I say that without exaggeration, i’m looking for an internet examination
To once and for all destroy my fixation for poisoning my minds elation
Struggle often, to find my own name, i know, i know, this sounds lame.
Give me a second i need to make a decision, trying to stop a mental collision.
Caught it.
Are you feeling alright? i can turn down the light, make everything go back “right”
Wrong, anything i do, i do all the right things for the wrong reasons.
Arterial adhesion, the reason for my constant malfeasance.
Unknown word for an unknown problem, a misfeasance of sorts.
Heathen.
The religiously bias definition of I. Till the day i die,
I write these words as a lullaby, a way to satisfy my addiction to the high.
Unsatisfied I fly through the divide between suicide, pride and poisons prescribed.
Pain described in life, love and laughter, inscribed in tears, swallowed by fears.
Cheers.