Purple flower

Wilting like a purple flower
dying in the shadow’s hour
you’ll get mad neglect to water
forget that you should even bother
patterns turn across the floor
the light it dies it feeds no more
almost knock the vase down
dying flower does fall out
as the darkness begins to taste
the flower petals wilt and fade
purple turns to a pale white
thank you for your passing light

Getting high

Gold dust getting high
clouds fall from the sky
hit the ground
hard they crash
denting earth with a smash
everything it shakes and shatters
gold dust turns to a sweet powder
all the green that paints their eyes
hits them slowly before they cry

Blurry

Blurry eyes
I cannot see
everything it rains and bleeds
blood it drips from the leaves
trees all barren of the thieves
everything comes with tears
the sins I’ve lived age so unclear
blurry eyes
I cannot see
the street is empty
just like me

In envelopes

Keep me in envelopes
letters you’ll never send
words that go unspoken
notes that never get read
keep me in the closet
hidden behind spare sheets
keep me somewhere close
but never within reach

Dinner preparations

Today we start preparing for the night
sharpen all the kitchen knives
make sure the table set
put the children back to bed
and when we sit for dinner you will know
tomorrow for you dear will never show

Melt my soul

Goodbye my darling
it’s time for me to go
don’t cry my darling
your tears could melt my soul
I know that your hurting
that’s why I have to leave
goodbye my lover
please forget about me
it’s time for me to go now
time to say goodbye
I don’t want to hurt you
I no longer want to lie
goodbye my dearest darling
don’t cry for me tonight
your tears could melt my snow
drown everything we figured out
stop ourselves from growth

Wander alone

Left to wander alone in this cage
broken by hours left in a rage
pacing like an animal
screaming like a ghoul
I no longer have anything to hold on too
left to wander alone in the dark
cold by myself
loneliness an art
everything is black
and everything is sin
left to wander alone in this skin

Porcelain

Pretty in porcelain
I got used to this sin
purity in all this madness
porcelain it masks the sadness
taken by what used to be
a promised lie you gave to me
pretty in such fragile space
given to a fall from grace
pretty in but still I’m out
I got used to sin and doubt

Sign the paper

Sign the paper backwards
mirror what’s been seen
taken by the bent arms
taken to one’s knees
sign the paper backwards
upon the dotted line
make forever faster
draw from what’s behind

Just want to sleep

I just want to sleep
so tired don’t want to eat
lurking underneath my bed
I keep myself there instead
the sheets they are my covers
transparent I discover
every dream is broken
shattered from the smoke
and every time it breaks
we make ten more mistakes
I just want to sleep
sleep and never weep
the dreams won’t come again
I’m lost and dead my friend