It's been a month since I've had liquor. My sweet one, why do you leave me? I don't want this pain anymore, Please let me escape it. I don't think I'll survive long My aid has now been ruptured and torn. I'm not free of you, I want your sweet return, Another lullaby to pass the time as if I'm young Please come back I can't do this anymore I miss you so much, please one more time for me Don't let me forget you My memories so entangled without you Where do you go now? One more sip please I beg of you Cheers for my success, aid for my pain Pretense when I smile, an end when it rains I want to die without you my love I will be no more
Ramadan in the fourth wall,
Leave with your pittance.
Escape while you still feel alive.
Allow yourself to be ingrained in it,
You will feel distance in your nerves.
Escape this lowly world of torture,
You will be envied by the others.
I am God sir,
I am at your service.
I will hold your hand in this journey.
You are feeling unalive,
It's okay to question why you're here,
It's okay to come to the conclusion that you should leave.
From the light, there was past life,
and your nose has smelled the future.
Come with me towards the forbidden land,
your thievliness shall be underscored.
Thievliness means nothing when you are dead,
so don't fret young ward,
you won't be remembered,
and you won't be forgotten.
Time has no memory.
Joying away in the spotlight, I noticed.
I heard you wanted riches.
That's quite all right,
Naivety gets ahold of the best ones.
They're gone, son,
Riches are cosmic shits, and so are you.
You will decompose why this is, and I will forget you,
but remember two things when journeying towards heaven:
1. you aren't,
2. you think you are.
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