To Take Me Home

Tomorrow is as insignificant As the crazy fcking glue Holding together the Insanities of yesterday “Now” are the only lies That matter the only paint Allowed to splatter white Walls erected to define how I Should be called a man I Walk my God I mean reverse It call her my btch along These same and let her piss All over the writing’s on the Wall graffiti art tattooed to My humanity roles defined set In stone my realities the acid Corroding fate’s design for My soul the truth is that I Don’t deserve to be like every Other man you love I'll play Poet instead living in yesterday Tomorrow dies with each passing Moment my emotions grow to weigh Less almost weightless becoming Nothing so I wait less alone in My soul I begin to hate more This life I wait to die my fate Less existence weeps till I’m Cold heartless and I dreamt Of you last night sweet death My lover I find solace only in Your embrace lips cracked Dry bleeding saccharine Breathing nectar I taste Grim Reaper comes to take me home