where i hang

world of bankrupt corupt and fed up

red cross bleeding 

legs of despire

drank and drunkard every drop

the drug fed up gizziling down thrust

stoned unwillingly by the tide outer unward

how can the force be with

when against and illfriendlyness?

sing no song no more

or have one yet song at all

out of conscience misered I walk

have the months already to end

a patient a insititute

but am i awake ain't i sober still?

down came gravity blood gushed senselessly

twisted into a second

how long have it been?

my spirit came to sight once ahand again

but it is to late to early to regain daylight

want not blind

nor coma alone

for all others stand eyes wide shot and sightless still