Hopeless dear , it's clear

Oh the sickness
Sibling racket of misfortune
sacks for addicted sex sound tune
To flesh she's bound ,
A spirit she's yet found,
Deep beneath chemicals layed in
Marked ground , sadness , not proud , of why they have to be so fuckin loud
Take it to the amphetamine meat pound
Lust struck blood hounds

So high , to be down down down,
A phyco session chem cloud ,
The bottom with no ground ,
On the 20th round , they sprung
Up spun ,astounds ,
Leaping age differential by
Leaps and bounds ,times two, crowned
Ear phones in to shake the sound of these
trespasses on mothers ground ,
She lay her heart on an empty mound,
Daughter confronted by the next room insidious sound, confound broken down internal compound
The loving leaves have browned
Broken lied promised inbound,
My sisters that girl
Ask around,
that wound gets around
Hell bound to beacon the tombed , upon an arid womb , cyclical like the moon,
Is her self perpetual doom,
I wonder if they'll spoon , or dream of days upon bride and groom , toxic every last fume , for what they swoon , most shallow dune ,
Dope sick love never to attune

For the poor girl in the next room
Pray she slept sound and soon,
Or by now is completely immune ,
All goes unspoken , tomorrow morning while she watches cartoons
Wanting to float away from it all
Complex red balloon