god...

DAMN YOU mockingbird.
The fucking demon is back again
While I'm trying to sleep!

Trying to innocently
Peace here and your
nasty
stuttersong

Full to spilling over with mental disease
Teeming with schizomania and psychonarcissism

My fucking skin crawls
And I try to feel my heart

Beating hard under phantom ticks in my palm or on my chest

I hate the way you steal the night

Just out of sight
Of my uncle's shotgun.

Motherfuckingfucker.

Time to drag out the white noise.