Except Your Feet
Your nose is cracked open because of the residue of cocaine that has been built up. Your voice is crack, and your soul is unsure your always wanting, and asking for more. You come out during the full moon of things always wanting to rearrange things just so you can feel secure. Your mission is unlike no other, and your focus is as sharp as a blade, but nothing last forever even as you die you have to realize that their whole being is a lie. Nothing to fly or even sweet, and actually their head is really connected to raw meat that has been beat and left for weeks. You want company too lay right close to you in your bed of thorns and deceit. Your a freak laying in bed with stains of blood all over the sheets while your whole body is being covered except your feet.
