This elevation
Does not do me justice
I am terrified of heights
And I'd hate for you to see me like this

I do not want to eat
I just want to drink
Myself to sleep
When I feel like this
Sometimes the poetry is better in hell
And the Devil has all the best marching bands

Slipping down the slope
Gravel doesn't feel so good
Against the skin
As you did,
But it is less treacherous

The sunlight makes me feel
And this Golgotha
Is not a place for you and I
So can we just retreat

I'd like to acknowledge
My influences
And inspirations
In this life
But I would not do them justice
And I wouldn't want them
To be seen like that.