Late Night Musings and Obsessions with Death

Hellebore

listening to loud music to drown
out the screams in my head
knowing i belong way down
below the sleeping dead

but death seems too permanent
for me to embrace it so quietly
so i'll keep this life heaven sent
though i'm not known for piety

i'd rather risk my life than completely
destroy it; although it gets tedious
death constantly calls me sweetly
and his intentions are devious

i hold close to my heart the many
things that could destroy me
sinking into this dreadful pit of infamy
my reputation precedes me

i don't care about the things others
say about me anymore, wait a minute;
i know that i actually do, it bothers
me so please put a fucking sock in it

i care about what people think
my mind's an open kitchen door
flush my troubles down the sink
and i'll fly once more