Too Different

Am I too ambitious to think,

I could take a knife to my heart,

and still thrive,

then this cluster fuck called "life"

would be seen in a different light...

Peel back the layers,

It's suicide from the inside ...

beneath the surface I vanished

so long into silence 

I lost my voice ...

Observation tells me,

Sainthood is only achieved with gasoline....

Slay the past!

Begin again!