Into The Sun

My mind’s double vision
A stinging sensation
A fringe on the heel of disease
A mystery maker
For givers not takers
I’ll take what I want when I please
Everyone’s in
We are ripe for a killing
Just follow me into the sun
Systemic and reason
Syringe in the basin
Toxic and making me numb
Pleasure comes with sleep
A deep night to retreat
The daytime is a punishment
prick, needle sticks
Deeper, near the surface
on the hinge of what hurts
Bend your head forward
You got what you deserve
Stop acting entirely stunned