save it.

High on tea,

The sunlight screams out,

To the dehydrated back.

Lets talk and talk,

Drown ourselves,

While we’re at it,

Save insanity,

From pitifully

Taking over this,

This congested mind.

Knocking on the wall,
Sparks flew.
It seems to have,
The power,
The power to light up,
My darkening soul.
Throw in some mud,
And I’m all set,
To start a revolution.