I didn't make this bed!?!?
So, why, am I laying in it??
AM I DEAD?
Guess not if I'm having a conversation,
Even if it's with myself in my head.
Oh yeah.
YOU?
YOU, should have asked how I feel!
So, I had to find someone who will!
My last few psychiatrists have all said.
I don't have the required intelligence to be found mentally competent.
Soo according to them I am not safe to be around.
The one actually asked if I wanted his honest opinion, I said ofcourse, he said if it was up to him he'd take me out and put me down.
But I wasn't gonna fall for that, shit, I have heard about people being down and out, that what i'm all about.
I'm not smart but I know what down means. My preacher has tried to lay me down, lay me, down me, own me, get up and in me, lay me and down me. Get up get down. Get get around and when conveniently close to the ground. But not permanently down.
That in-between area right there well it's ahh, quite questionable. That hum you hear its in the triple digit decibels, it will liquefy your mind and have your brain dripping out of your eyes, it will completely skip the part where you are a vegetable. Literally making a memory that is so vivid that it's impossible to be memorable.
Don't be scared.
Just be aware.
That when you smell death in the air.
It's just your own blood when it boils.
It is like the humidity from a bloodbath.
Because when blood turns into steam.
Your body has endorphins that our released by your screams.
So don't bother running or hiding, you can do nothing.....
Bloodhounds are never to be trusted.
Cause this storm front is full of.
MY!!!
TYPE O NEGATIVE HUMIDITY
