moonlight, sing me a song
for when the record ends and all the whiskey is gone
sitting in blackness my sentence centuries long
please remember me fondly, when our adventures are over
and we're sitting in escape shuttles destined for Mars
they say less is more but i've had nothing at all
and it didn't feel like anything but empty revolvers
aimed between my teeth i clench the barrel and sobbed
the taste of gunmetal in my memories often
i clawed my way from hell into a relative fortune
thankful for my efforts but it never resolved
and never will. i'm confident i've severed the bonds
between myself and anything contentment involves
those i've loved are but a distant mirage, shimmering softly
burrowed in this waste of time a senseless nostalgia
i always thought constructivism led to reprieve
time capsules of my sadness are these letters you read
another night i've found myself pretending to breathe
6 Old Fashioneds in and now i'm ready to leave
petulance and jealously and death and disease
why hide it, when it only takes a second to see
behind the curtain, wizard in green, ineptitude gleaming, so
FUCK whoever believes me when i get up to speak
sensitive being, just like anyone. we've grown to be men
as children in our bedrooms we began this descent
so it goes. cliche indeed when poets recited, lonely at night
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Certain called me aphoristic, i suppose he was right
but there's truth in this collective. it's disorder. it's freedom
uniformity in chaos my only belief system
i'd rather die than let you down, pathetic and fake
living just to see what's coming after we break
i never thought i'd be here after all that i've lost
it's fear that keeps my soul from simply wandering off
feel it or don't. lies for friends of mine and needles for dope
leave me alone.
nevermind
please
say that you won't
dm