{meliologie} {ivyologie}

Hurt and pain
fall like
suicide rain
cast the blame
on me
I'm insane

Smell the flowers?
Instead, count the hours
before the powers
take me far from this place

Piles upon piles
on shit go for miles
of issues exposed
and hard times and trials

So when anger ensues=
my segregation within
my fear
silent cry
for your one of them

men

not your fault
I'm a vault
of layers of salt

dissolving in pain
of suicide rain