Bitter Potions

Bitter forms of breathing The silent smile of death We’ve drawn another reason To let out this bitter breath Can’t remain in patience Can’t create my light I only want this closer This focus through the night The chaos is my nightmare It sings to me in dreams What is truest pleasure When it should all just make me scream? I drink this bitter potion In discontent of my real mind While nothing else can save me This concoction makes me blind At times I can still wake up I see the ashen skies The reflections of my reason And the poison in my lies Where is all beginning When I just start with death? With hope my life comes after This is the end of my last breath