Ravaging emotions run deep in my mind

Thoughtless trauma runs my life

Begging for some relief from the outside

Praying for a life of simplicity

Sadistically toying my mind with sweet rhymes and lullabies 

Wanting more needing more from the people I adore - psh that’ll be a bore 

All she tries to be is the best but just cries 

The lies is the prize behind those eyes

Bleeding out the desired expressions 

Entertaining the demons around me with a tendering touch

Such a close reach to some fucking relief 

Confusion runs thru my veins

I might be insane but at least I remain sane in these remaining days when all I want is to flaunt the linguistics hidden inside- 

then I step back and remember late nights beckon shallow heights indecisive cravings enthrall the weakest link to tomorrow's escape to the date we relate to tears but they are just lost time.