Blue In A Plastic Bag- by: unknown forgotten

Bleed my eyes through your psychic being
Super powers unite and melt me down
Smothered by plastic bags
And fields filled with patches of put down dogs
Lungs collapsed and full of ether soaked love
The sorry sons and bitches
Poor old me
Your tear is a flower underneath the sun
What was it to lose me?
When you still get what you want
Like chopping wood
Timber never burned so hot, so good
Either we ignite or you lose me once again
What else is left
But to change your name back