Ternate Tree

Too many thoughts
Crept my face in the faucet
I’m wasted
I’m coughing
I hate this
Exhausted
I am but
I can’t shut this down
Surrounded by my Conscience
Obnoxious it is
The Noxious scent
I’m Nauseous now
I ought to sit
But Aw shit
I’m spinning again
I’m awfully lit
How do I solve this
I’ll guess after I piss
I miss you now again
Fuck
Love struck lost
Stuck under lust
Lies live inside
As a pit in my gut
Odd still wreak with pride
My mind ducking the guilt
It’s fried from the pills
I been stuffing to my gills this week
Not ill but weak
Tweaking off the xannies
I miss you and you’re family
I hope y’all understand me now but I doubt it
I hope y’all understand me now but I doubt it