Vial Times

All the vial times you said
I was better I was best,
Has left me falling from a cliff
And wrapped me up and made me stiff.
Like poison running through my veins
Your words profane and give away
The happiness inside of me that makes me free,
So let me be.


If only you could find a time
To love yourself without the crime
Of speaking filthy gibberish,
It makes me sick.
I’m vomiting now as we speak
And I am weak from all you leak;
I wish for sleep,
So let me be.


I try to run away from you
You still pursue without a clue,
And if I stop I will explode
From all the bragging words you sowed
Into my mind like tar that kills;
You must be still,
Now let me be!