The Monstet

The monster
As I awaken to my new day I can taste the dried up vomit as I cruise my tongue between my lips.
I turn to look at the woman still sleeping as I stare at her heaving tits
Staggering as I stand and walk in circles with compelling thoughts that are impure
Do I turn around and stab her to death or just simply pay the whore
Not sure, I let her sleep and make the coffee to slow the shakes and clear the cobwebs and flys
The world looks so different thru these rose colored glasses ,oh wait, they're just permanently blood shot eyes
I have reached out to you all so many times but I'm tired of getting my hands smacked to the point of bleeding and raw
So her blood will be on your hands cause I just flipped the coin and it came up tails , so off to the shed to grab my hammer and saw