Leave the light on

They leave the light on
cannot tell you what they think
they cry for hours
even when they’re fast asleep
they never tire
they never grow quite used to this
they leave the light on
but they’re always stuck inside the abyss
the darkness consumes
eats them up before it’s over
they leave the light
hope they’ll see it over their shoulder
but it’s black here
the darkness all but overwhelming
they leave the light on
it’s always there for the taking

I saw your face last night

I saw your face last night
I don’t think it was a dream
I saw your eyes go black
and then began to scream
couldn’t get my breath back
couldn’t find myself awake
dropping into the abyss
I have found the gate
open golden bars
but never hear them click
I know I saw you standing there
lost within the thick
the trees outside my window
the dream I know it’s not
I saw your face last night
in the middle of the fog

Cold living

In the cold sunlight
praying for the night
the warmth that comes with death
the time that is well spent
like rain in still dry lands
taking place on paths
that drink your soul and talk
talk of things unseen
the time you take to dream
in the cold sunlight
the warmth of death comes right
please the reaper well
and forget the way
the paths have now turned grey

Under sky

Follow me into the night
die under faded moonlight
drink the blue from veins unpierced
sustain the death and bring the dark
the black of nothing
existence as art
that hole in the sky my grave site
a cozy little bed for two
follow me into this night
never red this blood of mine
blue as skin grown child in time
die under the faded sky

Singing of

Fading into twilight
dying breath so right
the sweet aroma filling
my lips they twitch the feeling
everything in stars and patterns
dancing into nothing matters
drinking in that sweet cream
the stars that drown into deep
fading into the night
the wrongs they turn so right
dying with no breath
the twilight singing of death

Middle of the night

Lies can make you happy
in the middle of the night
sing a pretty song
make the world a new delight
and cherish what’s not happened
forgetting that you cried
the lies will keep you warm
in the middle of the night
lies can make you happy
burn a fire keep you warm
lies can soothe the heartache
keep you from growing sore
no bitterness to swallow
no absence of the warmth
lies can keep you going
when all you want is to die
yes lies can change a lot of things
like temperature and pain
make the coldest of the midnight’s
feel like summer in the day
lies can do a lot of things
but in the end they’re lies
so careful what you tell yourself
to get you through the night

Narwhal

The bluest black you ever did see
that cat it barks like bad poetry
it sings with strings it makes no sound
walking with hands paws to the ground
we ask why expecting no answer
we don’t want to listen
this time or after
we make decisions like others write sin
take in the smoke so we might just live
the bluest black sky the sun’s ever seen
under the water our skin dried unclean
the pleasure we fell from a knife in the neck
we wonder why things aren’t different
but we ask the fish flying at night
if we could change make this thing right
giving opinions like water to air
the lungs may breathe it in
but the ears choke on fluff
words keep on speaking
but it’s just not enough