Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken

Shaking under stress

Seems my trembling mind’s asleep

Waiting in anticipation

Of the big event

Seems it’ll never come

I am you

More importantly

You are me

This gun’s to both our heads

Never mind whose hand it’s in

The end result’s the same

Brain matter on a sea of glass

You’re finally out of my head

God forbid you ever come back

Even through blood

There’s clarity

My mind feels more solid than before

And I can see through the cataracts

To a place where I…

Explosions ravage the night

My alter-ego’s farewell show

And as I hold this lovely devil’s hand

I fall

Deeper and faster

Into the black abyss

That used to be my soul