18 Aprile 2018

Creeping shit

You know you are always right

I should stop my shouting mouth

Wishes and swallowed pieces of stone

Not that easy job to make

Not some comfortable way of feel 

Or some little big stuff to deal with

Just hung to this rope and swing

Freeze this moment and erase the meaning

Achieve yourselves but let me say

What a mess my scrambled path

Fuck than! 

Fuck them blindnesses

Fuck them senseless

Let's crash to this wall again

Till the pain arise again

Till the grudge will scream ahead

Till the pain will lead you there

Outside to see the stars

Untill your breath will hurt enough

Melting the brain will make you mad

What a funny way to end

Make your voice to scream against

This shit this pierce this hole to peep

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