Sunday, 29 November 2009

It's hard to let go.
Umbilical whiplash. Please
Leave him go
Run to the roses, far from the animals.
Where he is king.
Lost in the sound.
Lost in the words.
We are the food for this mans empty stomach;
When he is done, when he is full,
He'll belch rid of us.
Look through your God
You'll see a clowns head then you'll look no more.

Saturday, 21 November 2009

Five this night. Or is it six?
She'll carry on no matter and swallow the release.
No weight will be lifted.
And tomorrow; will start again.
No ache is the cause,
The loss is my relief,
The guilt riddles.

And the guilt will continue.
Little fish haunt;
Spreading lies of lies of life or not.
Uncensored destruction emerge in the wake
Of the misinterpreted tide.
Headed for the murky depths
To join the lost infant.
Word thrown after word,
Losing their meaning before the page even hears.

Omniscient although;
No-one knows, not even me.
Torn opened and exposed.
You wish she was a liar like they all believe
Destroyed and two minutes fly with feel.
'My mind is messy' she agrees like
The deflated balloon resting
In the corner of her haven room.
I love the smell.
So foreign to me but it's every place I go.
This could be home
Only so far. Wineless nights
Are rare but adored; like the
Smoked meat moments underground.
Take my wasted eyes
So you can see as I do and maybe change
Your dead set mind.

Take my wasted heart
And lead me somewhere bright and new
That only you'll find.

Wade the water before you shake your bones dry
And abuse my wasted heart
In a way only you know how.
Writhing. Keep your careless thoughts at distance.
While one by one
I'll drown all of the people I have been.
He was brave
Cliche? but he was meant to save
That broken girl he held so close

The wiseman and she was the star
That guided him into oblivion
Lost their way, a shrinking path fading and fading
Get out while you can.
The road is clear
Her path is chosen
Needs to learn to smile and needs to learn to laugh
If only she could see which one's foolish
And forget his face
But he'll always return.

Futures got her worried
She can't, she won't change
Sinking in acceptance of her fated life
Blind to hope and living in fear
And she won't forget his face
For she still loves.
Look what I've become,
But it's okay with me because it's mine
Harsh winds stung our faces on the walk
The cigarettes, the berries
They kept us warm
You think you're happy yet
Each and every night tears never fail you
Old Harry's watching, waiting
Bated breath
Your day will come, just you stay.

Sunday, 15 November 2009

We know just how this'll end
Drink until we're quiet
The same hatred replayed all night.
I'll stick to my frown
I'll show you my dreams,
Too honest
Crying my stomach
The ache you can't control
We'll destory each other.

Congratulations,
Commiserations
Make of it what you might
The irony bleeds
As I pray for the cure

Sunday, 1 November 2009

Day of the outsider.
Let me let you let me down
once more.
And how does it feel, when you're keping score.
Wine, whine, wine.
Weep, sleep, weep.
I'll go about my business

Another one for you

One last request comes night after night
Your battle is lost on me,
I've no more fight.
Please stay back but; you rip
You rip, you rip
And I've no choice, no voice
Paint replacing sound,
You need no rhythm on your back.
One last request I can only obey.
Invisible now, no way home
Ever secret told and tear shed.
You can have this heart forever.
Your nerve unshaking, you think you're my friend
You have no faith to lose
Don't take me for a fool.
Black eyes and memories are my only friends.
My secrets betrayed and each thought of you;
My heart beats faster
The soot steered clear of you.
Clean hands and you take all the blame.
No hiding now you're caught.
I never lied;
Continuous blame that cannot stick.
Undeserving of your tax,
Happiness does not suit you, Please
Sit back while I laugh.
My broken legs cannot fix themselves.
Waiting for you to realise the pain you caused.
Sincerity is hard.

My soaking eyes will noy dry themselves
Your wise stare miles from any thought of me.
You're the only one who can ever love you.
Take the blame, and my forgiveness.
Thanks to you a cheap fuck just won't do.
The drink made me love you, each and every time.
The drink taught me to lie.
For now, I'm still exposed to your scrutiny,
I don't mind,
But you're faking
Saying 'cruel to be kind'
I cannot understand you.
I cannot forgive you.
You think I'm not worthy of a man like you,
The dagger's out of my back now
Sorry, I can't care