how quick you run into your demise, a full hand of a clenched fist and another one besides, death in blind doses

a bus I should of never taken I might of not met you, took you out for a drink and felt something between us two, should of ripped up your number

her life was an open book her verse a word too long full stops a bridge thatched far her length not short enough she struts around the edges

The invisible man strides He glides he struts and paces No one can really see him He’s a vampires mirror reflection He’s the clown without a red nose

An old dusty drawer full of birdso… A haven when the axe was at your n… When he created and then fed on yo… Was sanctuary a degree to cold to… I spent time in the cave of your c…

watch my tears swell the corners of my eyes run the red tinge from constant sheddi… in my eyes it leaves its tincture as the pain of life leas its harsh…

Whose needs do I serve When I’m kneeling in the dirt And my brow is wet with misery Bled from the grind of dawn to dus… Whose needs do I serve

At the heart of loss Lives a gory malcontent Petulant and peevish Though, believes all is his to ven… Tardy and resilient

I follow us around the house Singing, laughing and dancing Tepid images from a yesterday The ghost of the way we were The magnetic draw of the others ey…

And here we are at the day The smell of daylights decay, fres… Soon darkness will reign king and… And stars court jesters, inlaid, u… A torch lit beam of moonlights car…

a high pitched whine stabs into my… as all other sounds fade, hidden i… the laughs and shouts and the clas… as I sweat staring at one spot, to… this parties in full swing the boo…