Oxygen
Oxygen, who needs it anyways?
Who needs it when there’s smoke.
Give me something bad for me.
Where is the excitement in the good?
Attraction comes from being bad.
No one wants anything good anymore.
We crave Devilish actions and things.
Ashes is what we crave.
I dream of death.
Give the Grim Reaper a good pep talk before he visits my mind.
Then when he stands at my bed,
Maybe then he will be prepared.
The older I get the less I know.
I thought I knew it all.
Sometimes I can’t even put on my own shoes.
Experience is like a merry-go-round with spurts of truth.
Except truth here knows nothing.
A coward in a sandstorm get up.
Ready to take on the world.
Ready to take on the world,
Except there is no one here.
Just a loud caged animal with a pre chosen name.
Perception is everything that I do not know.
