Where’s the socket to my brain
So that I can connect to your pain
Deep inside my hollow dreams
I could pet the anxiousness that screams
Suddenly slayed and put to rest
I’m only here to see the rest
Unsettled disparate misery
For someone else’s own pitty
Swallow my life
Swallow my knife
Rusted blade
Though never affraid
Swallow my love
Swallow my latex glove
Incidental behaviour
Nothing to remember
Remedies to feel all pink and happy
Full of toxines to hide the unlikely
The colourless minds can always prevail
But I know I can’t follow through my sale
Welcome to my new self made festival
Eager to be shun and awaiting their arrival
My hopes were torn out as feathers
Are plucked from the Crow’s anger