medicated mind

thought it was a solution

now there's nothing left

welcome to the club

i fit right into it too

may dick be with you

that's exquisite dear

but that might be TMI

up the fuck you shut

No one listens now

and i cannot let it out

letters to strangers

you saw right through me

but you waited listening

then i found my words

father comes inside

holds the boy under for long

he has ascended

sighing in your car

no where to return home to

guess it's a road trip

water is seeping

we are all in the same boat

a sinking vessel

looking out over

a vast landscape before me

still i feel smothered

where do squirrels go

when there is a hurricane?

and how do they know?