So sorry soul-kiss

Morning after nighttime, hungover I might rhyme.
feeling simple-minded, about the ways that I did, treating you, approxing. Queen-sized, snake bites, toxins.
Anger on the surface. But what's its proper purpose?
Wonder what the prize is. Hurt inside but tears always disguise this. Fooling ourselves like this, need to recognize this. hatred gains the power. Rains down on the flowers. Sick, sour, slurry showers. Truth must not be hidden, I promised but I didn't, grant you peace and quiet. Forgot about my diet. This hunger started riots. I know you didn't buy it. But now let me be rigtheous. Don't judge me cause I fight this. I know you hate surprises. I'm sorry for my crisis. Bottom rock, silly absciss.
I'm slinging out a soul-kiss.