why do you cry. is it because your helpless. do you need direction. do you just need somewhere. to lie your tired eyes. . now i wonder why. if i never met you.
god is sleeping. on my bed. calling sheep, for his. caravan. pictured in light bulbs. soaked in alcohol. soiled conclusion. warmed instead. . oh no. temperature rising.
so peculiar the way she dances. and she makes me follow to, follow to. follow her feet, follow her feet. she breathes atony. i blame no one but myself.
you look posessed, like a dark coal hearted girl. cramps in the neck, as the snake retracts and coils. fireflys swimming in your head. and the splinter is... my twin is dead.
i'm not your lover. it hurts to discover. you and your other. naked on the floor. . crawling around, around inside of you. everything we do is insignificant.
the perfect life. the white picket fence kind. the upstanding type. the perfect lie. we've all got demons inside. that tear out the pilgrim dressed in white.
she walks with her head so high. she can't even touch the ground. her scholarship didn't provide. wisdom beyond college now. her parents feel funny. they know what's best for her.
i can tell you're angry. but thats just no excuse. and that won't stop the hand. that has to teach again. stop your violent eyes. because no one can hear.
shadows on the. wall of reason. staring back at me. with maternal infancy. terra firma. hard to swallow. to ground eternity. and molest reality. . feelings complicated.
enter sara stage right. tattered shirt and a black eye. threads are falling from her thighs. and 2 of her strings aren't mine. in comes harry, in a hurry.
i survived all you wanted. i provide early sunsets. until you try, until you, come give away. wheels of time, roll away. . softened sky rolling skyline.
and then for no reason at all, there's the cocked head of confusion. vommiting a stream of consciousness, a conversation with your house pet. discernable only in a state of mind trailing your instinct.
light the bed on fire. if you want it clean. you've made more love on it. with everyone but me. . i don't have much of an appetite. but don't you get up for the table.
the internment of lovers is strong. two bodies, bewildered for so long. your breathing, excited all along. the steam of vibrations is gone. . but i'm dreaming cos that was far away.
tread softly my battered child. i'll be home tomorrow. keep the bedroom light on for my eyes. penciled cursive lines lead back to you.
i can't hold out so long and you don't seem to care. i drove to your dorm but your room was rented out. and i know you can survive without me. it's been 3 years and i should be used to the feeling by now.
wake up the day and. feel on the ground of. teeth from the fire lily. this antequated. quintessential. observe the mercy killing. choking the student.
a little song before you go to sleep. this fire you've sparked in me will burn me alive. a vertigo, the milquetoast, digress. looks like i'll be drowning alone.
only a fledgling follows it's mother, follows it's mother. growing up, feels the same, feels the same. . roots can wrap around and choke. smothering from where it's born.
to function is almost impossible with the spinning words rattling. without a hit to calm them feelings overcome. and the angel that tries to push it away gets murdered.