Wash off the pain
Salt in these wounds is soothing and tame
Wash the stains, wash the stains
With minerals, white water spray

Exfoliate lingering anger with beach sand
Burn off this spent skin with hot sun
Like a snake, let me shed this whole year’s coating
And if I can’t squeeze out of this veneer
Then cut off every limb poisoned in that foreign stench, toxic air

Drain the cists of bitterness, they’ll ooze a solution of pollutants
That seeped into my system in the sulphuric rain of stormy hell
Better without that cancerous anger, I’ll no longer seek retribution
Hopefully paradise Cape will nurture my regrowth well

Exhale this poison boy, dive deep, deeper, cleanse, re-emerge and disgorge the rotten gore
Like whales’ blowholes, release, release it all out your pours

The rancid, black, wet meat that is now your inside
Inside you, colour is gone
Maybe I can lap, gulp up all the ocean’s water, extinguish my steaming, festering, cadaverous innards
Let the flow of the swell that laps gently against the beach resuscitate me
Revive me, my body is arid, my throat is parched
I’ve been burning alive in this hot sun, with only poison to drink
A walking disgust through campus, like a pestilence, they’re all immune while my skin fumes and I blow smoke plumes into this toxic air
With shreds and threads of dead skin hanging limp
With blood dribbling eyeballs and missing toes, walking limp

Maybe this immaculate oasis can quench my dry spirit, cool my burnt soul
Let the rock of water against the shore be my lullaby, as I sleep in peace, forget
Lubricate my happiness back into existence with ocean water
Drowned out my twitches of anger and slaughter

I can literally see the warm sandy beach
The salt water to rid me of this leech
The teeth of my anger can be pried loose
I should have hope, a rope with a noose
To kill this bitter figure that lingers inside me
The one taking over that’s damaged and changed me

I need happiness to soap off this oil
Spilled on my spirit in this year’s turmoil
Walked into these gardens so naively loyal
Then fell in quicksand and the snake uncoiled
And pleasant tepid water turned fast to a boil
And now I regret being so blindly loyal

So Cape put your mouth to my wounds and suck out the poison
Then let ocean water coat me like ointment
Suck the bitterness that flows through my blood
That infiltrated my heart, hindered my love
Rained and thundered and stormed on my brain
Once defined by my smile, now I am pain
Once gleeful, confident, my spirit is maimed
Let me be optimistic, happy again

Like cutting off my ear and my burning eyes
A lunatic in the grass, on grass going bats
Suppressed to my mind, self-consciously locked
A dying sheep in a discriminant flock
Bent on alcohol, gossip and c**ks
My hands seem to quiver as I try to turn page
And discover the happiness tied to this age
I know quite well the next page is nirvana
But something keeps me stagnant in this bitter persona
Almost as if transformation is complete
And what I seek
Referring to my old self
Who lived in joy, jubilance, jovial good health
Is bleak

So I’ll paddle out, I’ll give myself to the sun
I’ll breath the salt air so deep in my lungs
But as of now I fail to believe
That my past self can be revived or retrieved
Like driving home, having seen new things
Trying to find the person you used to be