Sonnet

NineOne Rest in peace, R.I.P The family's dead, at least they're free I walk this road alone and no one knows except for me I fight this feeling everyday, my fingers bleed I climb these walls, I can't go home, I buried my front door key Something's wrong, this pain won't leave Leave me in my cave and let me be (let me be) Will I live or will I die, I just don't know Guess we'll see Turn my back on life, I won't survive unless I'm free Eighteen years in the can, that's time I won't get back Drive my soul into the ground and take my heart and paint it black Everything I own fits inside a plastic bag All of these problems in my life are weighing on my shoulders Break my back Life on the twitch live, living stitches Sleight of the wrist and my mind's in prison Pint of the bitter, I might start itching And turning again to addiction Let me paint you a picture Van Gogh on a starry night out the window's vista Distant figures and boils and blisters I miss my parents, I wish they were with us (fuck) Yes, but I left my heart on the track My life just slipped through the cracks Now I know just one things a fact (one day they're gonna want to know who I am) (She can't keep me from them forever) Gotta keep it together, Dalai Lama Pray everyday, holy father Kill that guy, killed his wife You know what they say, guess that's karma Corpse in the chiller, beers in the fridge, ice in the pocket Woke up this morning and just thought, "fuck it" (fuck it) Stand in the bath, shaving my head, plug in the socket Cardboard string, lay in the gutter, fill it with vomit Sold my car, bloke in the boot, blood in the bonnet Shall I compare thee to a piece of shit, write you a sonnet