Cease & Desist (The Mental Nightmares Exist)

I’m beating down nightmares
with sugar and caffeine,
two days passed
and not a moment of sleep;
if only life was acidic,
a bath full of bile,
I could burn you motherfuckers
like I was dipping sheep.

    I would love the silence
    if not for the violence,
    the tick-tick-tocking
    of my fist on the skull;
    an indiscriminate drive-by,
    another lie that will fly
    in the face of a thought
    that I could never dispel.

I’m like sex in the gutter
with the face of angel,
a stifled definition
of a demon in lust;
committing crimes to reason,
I could strip the world,
if only for a moment
when I thought it was just.

    I would love the silence
    if not for the violence,
    the tick-tick-tocking
    of the thoughts in my brain;
    underfueled and under fire,
    it’s not my burning desire
    to get things all twisted
    ‘til they’re never the same.

It’s all about the hunger
for a moment of safety,
three times dead
and I’m just starting to sweat;
if you thought you could stare
and think I was taking it easy,
I have a bullet with your name
and a means to an end.

    I would have loved the silence
    if not for the violence,
    the tick-tick-tocking
    of the lies I believed;
    in the day, shadows shifting
    as my thoughts begin drifting,
    to a night where I can rest
    without a moment of dread.