Quite accidentally/

I picked up the telephone/ 

And broke it all off

Climbing up mountains/

On the down escalator/ 

My legs keep the pace

Bills loosen forked tongue/

Manipulated babies/

Suffer far too much

My heart song was killed/

The strength in my voice is there/

Like a tongue cut out

My heart is beauty/

Although my face is pretty/

My mind is a mess

Puck is called "cupid"/

Shooting others in the ass/ 

With idiocy

I miss my Physh head/

Perhaps more than my whole youth/

He helps me be me

Drowning in the couch/

With chips and remote controls/

These bubbles don't float

I'm disappointed/

I think about it monthly/

The "relationship"

Worst relationship/

With the best guy in the world/

Years of confusion

Priestess, Christian, Witch/

Scripture, cards, runes, patterns, "mad"/

Will future be told?

How long must I fight?/

Are my screams anxiety?/

Is there medicine?

I don't trust actors/

Or Viggo would be my love/

I chose the wrong path//

Had I chose horses/

If I rocked a hard body/

Or trusted my voice//

But I'm the damn fool/

I prefer to wish my wants/

Avoiding futures//

I crawl to my death/

Internalized inferno/

With no hope at all/:

Nightmares remind me/

Awake is experience/

True sleep is the dream//

So I scream silence/

Hike cracking iceburgs by foot/

Pushing through frostbite//

And I'm empowered/

True love desires made holy/

By better choices//