New entry, it's me and my few moments
A height and age.
Free day, 64 kilos of me
Finally the empty home.
Fete, dex, stamp album almost full
Something under eyelids.
Everything what, what you can, what enriches your brain
I'm experienced.
Great shot, over-the-counter, so I'm waiting
Till I start to feel something.
Clouds, smoke, thousands faces, smog and God
It's already upload.
am I here, I don't feel anything
I'm not breathing, I don't know, like a scream on the face
Picture is dimming, I'm waving, going blind
I don't know what's it
It's twisting my head
Blood is seething and hands are trembling
It pressing me, like a modelling clay, into carpet's pile,
Only one thought, to wait for the end, to finish it
I'm back, looking at, I know, was so bad
I was close to get to know
Whether the end, hole is death or gate
You must touch a bottom, really is it here?
I don't know where is it
Enough, is it now?