My Beautiful Deep End

you held out and hurt yourslef yet again did i not make it clear to look around my selfish queer with unlit eyes and average dope your in the dream room all alone i have seen you before holding out here in the deep end my beautiful deep end with all and odd you yell out and touch the sound so overwhelmed by simple things you tend to fear the time is now for ease and thought to come around and let you know your in the drem room letting go wake up and drown dont swim breath or float away im sorry but i might have made it sweet in the gold drunken sunset where wed lose out heads another time or close peace out in the open to precious hands holding toungues hard maybe one good word would tell us something whole and small.