Pukelips

Inner monologue bombarded with a slew of degradation and abuse seemingly
mocking my every attempt to grab at any form of stability… yeah… stability
The voice of unreason screaming in my ear, throwing reality out the window and
removing any sense of balance… and removing any sense of balance…
And all this through a crack in my shell
And all this through a crack in my shell
And all this through a crack in my shell…
The vastness of the enemy’s army is both fear and awe-inspiring
The vastness of the enemy’s army is both fear and awe-inspiring…
awe-inspiring… awe-inspiring, but a mere whisper has been more than enough
to crush me
Words…
Get out of my head… just get it out of my head… get out of my head…
Oh… Oh Jesus please (Jesus please) still this vomit lathered tongue