Nirvana Version 2

Laced up

and

heroin induced

medical mass destruction


and you are my god
and
these walls have flaws.

take breath to the antimatter

WITH MY LEATHER CROSS PAIN AND MY
SELFLESS CHAOTIC

I breathe death with the sheets

and spill blood with the elders,

not pain nor enjoyment
decides on this end

a moment of time

peacefull

manevolent

it ends with one man

and one wish of enlightened.

While the sheets are pulled

back

and the walls

that constrict your creative
are stained green


the colours

and lights

and fickled pill bottles

bring face to the light

and force this

reality.


YOURE ASSURED

and selfless

perfecly

self-assured

and its cold
and it burns

and the wals wont come down

but youre

gold

and its time

to take life by the balls

so BUCK UP

and face lie
and face
self acted dramacies
ONE MORE
SECOND
AGO!