Sleeplessness

Attracted to Danger, a Savage by Nature, a morbid contortion of lordship, absorbed with the stranger, you pray to, a major, source of my brains just, Forcing a Sword in His Manger. The Strong the Decrepit, All get Effected, by Raw Intellect Kid, till their Longing for Death, Shit, cant let go, cause my Pride, got my Balls in a Death Grip! Trying, to cough when erected, from awkward deception, gnawed from flesh when, i cant find, a Coffin to Rest In!