Paroxetine (feat. Mikey Corica)
JOHN POOLE
There is no pleasure
Only pain
Inside of these
Manic states
I fulminate
How I am nothing
I am all of
My failures
Collected
At long last I am
Transmuted
To dust of death
Star Wormwood
Shines upon me
Demons speak in tongues while
Unnerving me
Disconnecting
Writing down this
Screed of sadness
I am broken down and
Raked over coals
Flesh tearing open
Bifurcation of the mind
No ending in sight
Hanging on by
The skin of my teeth
Like swallowing hair
I cannot breathe