Blacked out, I try to understand the lie. I can fly

I see a long broken and confused, so used, I cry.

Angel of beauty and love, of lust you trust... I must

Bellyaches and twitching eyes of restless movements, lost

The cost of loyalty betrayed from trustworthy vows of doubt

Far consuming, releasing, a deep lethargy of peace within, without

Cry pit about your doubts, find out they express nothing, meaningless

Drivelings of madmen’s reasons too profound to express, but I digress

I scream

I want

I dream

I... Want...

But do I need?

Do I breathe?

Do I have enough to buy the right to cry?

Wordless emotion, condemning those who comprehend. Die

Nomenclature on the highest level, too poor to be heard

Simple words, too rich to earn. They don’t care about words, anymore

Hear me, I have something to say. Rich of gold in weight

Mean absolutely everything today

Nothing today. Nothing to be had. God, I was had

Too bad, so sad, so lost. Loss without. So mad

Separated by words. Us. Them. You. Me.

Drowning in happiness passed it’s expiration date: Eternity

Convulsions and spasms. Crying without tears. Don’t care, it’s all the same

But, still, I would rather not have to ache

The piano draws me in. It understands. It can

I can. I will. No plans to fail. Let down. Do not run... You ran...

“Down and out.” Words of doubt. Fighting about

I understand. I know without words... “With... Without”
Ever calling. Drowsy. Sleep will come. Never come.

Question sleep. Weep for the music that is within dreams

Tears on a solo, I cannot describe how it died.

Fly

Where?

Nowhere

Out there

They don’t care for meaningful drivel of Madmen

Insane woman. Faces on paper, laying on ground. An end

For my lunatic is my mind, my head, Great fake of Man

We hate, we love, we want to live for forever

And still you don’t understand when I say... What-the-fuck-ever