Too Much of Anything
Too much of a good thing
Starved to spoon fed
Makes the heart race
Jump
Too much of a good thing
Rags to luxury
Destroys that bit of leftover personality
Too much of a good thing
Asking for a wish to be granted
Receiving a miracle
Turning your soul into an eternal pit of catastrophe
Too much of a good thing
Acting out will start an apocalypse in the mind
Spreading, never stopping
Until you get what you thought was yours
Was too much of a good thing
A spec
A drop
Flooded into a puddle
As you spill blood over the thing you wanted most
Too much of a good thing
Nobody knows this reaction
Temptation
The hunger
It’s real
But nothing else
Too much
Too much of a good thing
Empty
Nothing left to give
Open hands
Reaching out for that something
Now you’ll take anything
Envious crystal eyes
And you were standing there at the end of the world
You’d fought
You’d battled
With yourself
With others
Broken glass
Exploded frustration
Totally wrecked
Without noticing
You tore yourself apart
Expecting someone to save you
All because you wanted too much of a good thing
Bad thing
Good thing
Too much of anything
