a harlot is desperate in any language(even death)

tell me who i am

tell me what i’ve become

tell me why i can’t overcome

tell me how all of this came to be

does dressing in a white lab coat make you a god

are you the savior i’ve never had

forlorn paths marked by a tear of desperation

i know no power greater than mine

and yet i wasn’t strong enough

let the tide wash in and sweep this all away

name a celestial power and i’ll show you an empty shell

a maverick of sorts

sighs are heard around the world as people pass from this world to the next

when will it be mine

when

im falling and you can’t catch me

not this time

cheers motherfuckers!