Downward Spiral
Can I bum light from you brother? Many thanks I reckon I'll be on my way I got a lot of ground left to cover and not enough time in the day. I've been drinking strychnine baby I hope you I watched the tires burn just so I can inhale the smoke. It's the kind of hunger I pray you'll never come to know, because when you feel your flesh it's hunger only grows. I've got a sunny disposition, crippling drug addiction finance my miles with a silver tongue and a toothless smile. Headed downhill so I think I'll Coast picking up some speed cuz that's just what I need. Laying here fighting my sleep, mountains of stress lay in front of me. Nothing ever ends poetically, it just ends and we turn it into poetry. All the blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.
Copyright © Seth Mainard | Year Posted 2025
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