I laugh with voices and dance with monsters. I've laid with the devil and drank with God. I've slit the throats of angels, drank their acidic blood, and feasted on the flesh. I've called pest control on priests and tattooed blasphemy on their chest. Then played Russian roulette with whatever was left. I'm a ninja stealthy in the realm of sanity. A mischievous child full of trickery with my split personalities causing calamity. I sit and weave my basket of mystery that is my life. History has pissed on me, cruel deities. Prayed to nothing as I hoped for something. Down on these knees, begging death "please take me". It smiles and I am refused. Angry brown eyes stare beyond the blue sky into the universe. I hear a whisper say "be compassionate". HA! Compassion is like fashion ever changing and eventually fading. This my reality, I don't have any. So my friends here is who I am, prior read is enough said. I'm brown eyed and crazy inside.
