the pussy that i slide my dick into each time i feel horny

i bleed to understand this mystery

now i feel like why did i ask the question in the first place

the universe is here with the answer but the price to pay is causing me anxiety and depression

thanks to my pen and paper for they're the pussy that i slide my dick into each time i feel horny

the world is a war, but a silent one

all judging,

 but they can't see my heart swimming in the ocean of broken bottles 

yet this people refuse to see me 

i find my path,

 only to be face by a mountain

i'm left to climb this mountain lone but not alone 

love