what you but a daydream?
what am i but a disease?
eating away at your heartache
ripping tendons, such a lethal machine.
hypercyanotic dreams,
i thought i was asleep
but it seems
i was just seeing things again.
hallucinations within noctambulations
clozapine can't fix me this time.
YOU ARE READING
Cyanide Daydreams
Poetryyet another dumb edgy poetry book in which i take heavy inspiration from F. T. Willz