Peppermint blood

Inflamed gums

And all things diseased

Pisces squirming, fighting for the night sky

A room to share with the closest passerby

Shooting stars in the corners of my cranium

Flashing auras, headache within the brain station

Go to bed without stuffed animals

Empty shelf, no more globes to fill my dreams in

Color out of the lines, I am not perfect

Poor to the bone, osteoporosis

Aching to the core, my mantle is dismantled

Down on his luck, no store will sell his belongings

A sad cry you hear down the alley way

In the middle night

The nightmares are real

A sad cry you feel it in your ribcage

In the middle of the day

The nightmares are visceral

Intentions, to mention

A mind reader

A gain for the ego

But I don't care

I want affection, attention

Recognition, nothing more

But all of this shit has become surreal

Too hard to grasp, the simplest task

Too hard to deal, a losers hand

Doctors in disguise as used cars salesmen

Selling me parts to shut my eyes

But I can see the blinds they've placed in front of me

Open them wide

The world is a crinkled wrapper lie

You are sick of the same song

Playing in your head all night long

A sense of a feeling you don't belong

What is hell if this is where you are?

Play games to keep you sane in the maze of traffic lights, left only lane

Play games to catch the rain, drinking water that is acid rain

Nuclear war

Starving girl

Broken car

No money for rent

Happy birthday

Smile for her

Eating vegetables

I am spent.