Last Moments Before Death

Everything around and surround has drowned me with a crown

with pink elephant's and judgement in my mind saying "am I high?"

goodbye sir sky I will fly with the bird like a butterfly drowsing

through the dirt fruit jelly of pie god this façade is knocking

watching me falling and slipping spitting at the toilet "get a grip."

this already a fucking habit now go to the chair and get your Jacket

run through the fields like a rabbit through this greener planet

as the walls turn to eyeballs watches regardless if I'm conscious

I see nothing but darkness cus everything is nothing listening to operas

ring my ears the audience are demons floating through my brain choking

and joking flowing through my head like a sphere so sincere I could touch them as a puppeteer

I wish to go home where I can roam spitting whatever the fuck I say to the microphone

like a xylophone into the unknown yet I'm alone in a party with nobodies through a drone

ring ring shouting and pounding was my mother "YOU FUCKER!" it makes me wonder

haven't I got younger or am I just a sucker through my hunger of real affection

a connection, attention and protection where I grin feelin loved and listened

instead I'm prisoned and distant to my family while gravity plays with my insanity

what a tragedy mentality I was lucky the quality of life cause my heart feels like it's falling apart

leaving a mark while cards of lottery spree a far how bizarre the stars are getting closer

I wish my dad who was a soldier come home with closer saying "I'm home.."

but now my visions fading contemplating hating what I've done wasting the breath with death

beside me as flesh becomes a mess I guess I could say I love you mom...I love you dad

I'm glad I was able to spend time with you with your last breaths from all the tears I shed

I got upset everything went red now I'll forget I was here like Shakespeare will now disappear

this will be the stories end my mother will never comprehend the present when I was an adolescent

but it was great while it lasted for granted....

shit...just as lucky as a clover it's now over...it's getting colder...

Dad I'm coming home...I won't be alone anymore...