Rootless presumptions pinches breath. Can't stop the onfall raging chest
Why Do I do this to myself
Can't negate these thoughts of death. I'm not afraid, not as of yet. At least I thought's what I said
Why do I do this to myself
Knotted lump can't seem to evict. Decaying laughter spilt from within
Why Do I do this to myself
Bewildering questions they cloud in my head
Sickening dismay leaps out then back in
Not quite sure why, where or when. Perception takes overcontains me again
Why Do I do this to myself