In my eyes  I see no sunrise breathing for the last time

How much time before I hit the ground and  flat line

Pictures from my last ride marriage  to a undead bride

Swing for the fences and put me on the back nine

Times I tried fight to no avail

I'm going off the rails swinging like a carousel

I’m half past broken can’t you tell

No Highway to Heaven but  stairway to hell

 I'm anything but typical  I don't hang witth the centerfolds

These words are far from Biblical but I'm trying to be at the Pinnacle

Trusting people is like social cynical  I need to be more physical

Attraction of the eyes I want to see what's in your heart can you give me a visual

I was in denial and isolation

When it comes to cutting myself I'm very persuasive

I don't want to be nameless I want to dance with the angels

I'm anything but lazy and complacent

I'm in the dark  in the depths of the abyss

I bet you never read a poem like this

When the world ends I want to do it would  an iron fist

I want to be  permanant but I'm not fit for this