Take another hit, smell in through your eyes.

Time to let the sun rise

close your diseased hands

and move up in the ladder of evolution

or is it time for a revolution?

I grasp gods arms

and rip them from their sockets

as i laugh and cry..

I’m losing sanity

but whats left for a little boy

other than drugs and cuss words

Grow up

Grow up

Purple clouds

with pink rings

engulf my vision

as i refuse to listen

to those who wish for me to be christened

now listen

I’m surviving

this life of running

hiding,

and deciding

whether dying

is worth trying and crying for

Time to..

Time to..

make the difference.