Toying With Sanity.

Rip out this neon heart in this pitch black dark.

Slit the throat and the wrist just to get the spark.

Get the rush, get the high.

Suffocate my morals till they die.

Guide my way back home.

This fractal black is all I've ever known.

Let my dreams seep out.

Let my eyes roll back.

Peel off my skin.

My soul is never coming back.

This is the cage and I have the key.

Throw my mind in the clouds; spill my love to the sea.

Brick by brick, seal my throne.

This curse dwells straight to bone.

  • Author: Noah (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 21st, 2017 00:18
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