[Illume]

Id inebriate myself, but the numbness leaves, Indiscreet, its drummin beat, Lyrics like 'lover's grief'. Im off the beat, unbalanced sheet, I cant receipt none of this love I keep. Critiqued beliefs, Ethos: Defeat, To win this beef is just a dream.
Id pretend Im free, emotionally, Cogency would tell me that there's only me. Lonely me.Overly deep, in motion three, Getting the third degree, While the fourth's on leave. I could be wanton, free, Get my wanted needs, Dejectedly, I could wash these sheets. But I wanted she, so I wont perceive The sex to heal, Or this vex to leave. I could pay my way to prescription bliss, But I need this burn, of this miss I miss. Wholeheartedly, I'll brave this, me, A bitter frost over the warmest sea, Morbid laughs pierce in my armour sheets, The hardest piece is always the leftest cheek, The one I turn to the farthest reach, To honour pasts, cause the future's bleak. My sutured tongue under my gritted teeth, Closed up eyes, blind, can hardly speak. I try to move, I cant, Im beat, lost my grasp on reality. Alarmingly, I reach impasse, The height it stands, a hundred feet, A blundered cast misses the bottle flask, In the dust and ash of this abyss's gash. I jump right in, take up this task, Find a message curled in an Insalce glass.It says 'live each day like it is your last' 'Love again, I know youll laugh' After my vest falls off my chest, My well of grief, breaks a million valves. She made the best after a torrid past, She said 'get well, dont stay detached', She said 'move on', but Ive arrived at less, There is just no way to survive a survivor's death.