Sittin' on the roof smokin' a cigarette,
That drippy-droppy feeling when someone wants to end their life,
Lookin' up at the stars, waitin' for them to crash down on me,
The night sky is such an encompassing shade of black,
... a bright shade of black.

The white of my eyes are stained yellow,
fuzzes my sight,
What can I say that has not been said?
a millionbilliontrillion times before?



nothing



My pitiful black on white words say nothing,
While kaleidoscope actions bring civilizations to ruin,
Everything may seem clear to you,
with that booze runnin' through your blood,
Stop!
Sleep love,
Sit down and rest.

The vodka lies to you, brings you to a rushed truth,
Leaving you fallen, defeated.

A corpse,
Crushed, by the stars.