Calamity is a mistress
Ignoring circumvention of consequence
Comfortablity feeds the monster
Eating from ignorance
Begin seroquelling me with the cliches
Then I'll smile and just pretend
To listen as I watch your lips move
Not ever hearing a word you said
While I draw a verbal hangman
Of a psychiatrist in a noose
Crawling from the hallows of my skin
Yet never walked a mile in my shoes
Because habit is just a creature
But an angel is my best friend
Slowly I began killing my demons
In a quiet game of Russian roulette
So take another shot of your whiskey
Freeing the ghost that I neglect
Still hypnotized by watching your lips move
Lost inside of thoughts I'll soon forget
Nullifying the mystery in madness
I don't care where or how it ends
Just give the pharmacy keys to the pretty nurse
And feed me the pills that clear my head

~ Jesse Okoroshi Masu James F ~