Days Like This

It's days like this I think.

What the fuck is going on?

I'm an animal, who thinks.

I'm a mammal who sinks deeper into kinks when I'm landing upon this T.O.E of knowing no feats.

I'm yelling "Go! Higher!" but there's no peaks.

So I'm tired from knowing no peace.

I've looked into it there's no Priest that can tell me I'm curable.

They just look and say "shit, you've put yourself into some strife. You should kill yourself".

That just might reset the life and intercept the strife because when you landed you beset your life.

Now, stranded and I beget the revival and call upon reprisal.

In my eyes there are no words in the bible.

Only 'confirms' for the yearns for higher eye balls.