I am disgusted. Every drag.
Every horrible inhalation echos the inevitable.
And the taste. Black weeping lungs lingering on my tongue.

I am dying. every deity damned day I live.
Body numb, but for the tingle in my finger tips.
Hazzah for existance.

I am left alone with sweet Insanity for company.
And of course Regret. Show me the sickly beautiful.
Blue and white strobe lights pressing through the smoke filling my head with memories.

When we were kids we layed on lawns of emerald blades
Listening to mocking birds and jays
And in the fluff of water in air we saw cryptic answers.
Even Luna showed us God's own face.

Now I shake with terror for the inevitalbe dreaming.
Drowning the wind with tears so it can not carry to your ears
My wails. My uncontrolled screaming.

Let's light another cigarette and raise a glass
To Alone, to Regret, to Insanity, to Societies finest.
May we all be reduced to ash.

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