Similies and Metaphors

this is a black lagoon
filled with thoughts that would dwell
in the deepest darkest parts of hell

the birds fly toward the sun
never reaching perfection
never knowing their reflection
and their worth, they don't know
they'll never know

so who is to say that i am not divine
that faith heals and helps pass the time
it's been 2000 years, and they'll wait still
you're worse than the government endorsed pills

so sleep tight tonight
under the radio waves
that mean nothing to anyone
but us
they mean nothing to anyone
but us

and every night the sky looks different to me
I'm falling apart, reality will be the death of...