Not Everything Needs a Title

intentional delusions make up my simple mind hazy but so aware keeps distance from my everything this drunken binge and rampage lies not so far behind just keeping me away remains my queen and king nocturnal, unaware of sun i remain silent and pale at night when pleasure seeks me all i know to do is wait sailing back to paradise is to catch the tiger by its tail i worked so hard to stop the floods, why not open up the gate