How to read

Don’t want to see it
the writing on the wall
so defeated
the words don’t mean to fall
I just can’t read it
can’t hear the message in the air
I don’t believe it
I just hear it everywhere
and now it’s gone but
I never knew that it was near
don’t want to see it
now that it’s gone I cannot cheer
I never needed
anything but words you see
didn’t hear them
forgot that I know how to read

Kill the pain

I’m sitting here just sipping whiskey
got the power to kill the pain
watching as he walks up closer
thinking he might get a taste
take him back to my place
ride him like I own his face
sitting just sipping whiskey
thinking about how I might bleed
he’s walking up and getting closer
I just drop down to my knees
got my mind all wet and wild
like the lipstick I pretend to steal
I wish I had a wild idea
but I finish my whiskey
and get the fuck out of here


Once again we’re here
back to where we were
maybe I’m wrong
I hope I am
hope I’m seeing wrong again
back and then it all goes black
drunk on what never comes back
a memory of what once was
a terrible tale of truth undone
once again we’re here
back to where it all began
death is such a familiar friend
when everything goes black again

Nothing comes

Fire burning inside
the feelings stop when you cry
everything is dying
this bitter word keeps calling
ashes become flesh and
and everything is falling
fire burned forever
screams don’t make it better
tears just wet the ashes
and everything starts crumbling
crumbling down dusting
dusting all below see
and nothing comes from crying

The music playing

I’ve got the music on
I’m singing old old songs
I’m smoking cigarettes
drinking black coffee and crying
I’ve got that old time feeling
the blues they say
I’ve got that melancholy
and a sad refrain
I’ve got the music playing
singing old world songs
I wish I could’ve seen it
oh how the old world calls
I’ve got the music playing
though the records broke
I’ve got the blues I’m singing
sad songs and an old time smoke
I’m drinking black coffee
I pour another cup and sigh
I’m just a sad little state
got the old world on my mind.

Sorrow becomes flesh

Suffocating sadness
mind taken over madness
this time we hit a wall
thought we had it all
this is why it hurts so much
it suffocates the lungs
the heart ain’t having fun
we lost our senses numb
we wonder what went wrong
watching all along
as dogs feed off the corpses
as vultures circles closely
we show a sign of weakness
a sign that we to be defeated
they’ll eat us while we’re living
bleed us make us sing
suffocating sadness
madness our new home
sorrow that becomes flesh
leaves one lost and so alone

In the woods

Then the sadness comes
it lives between your skin
soft layers let it in
let it drink from blood so red
as lips that live again
apples paint them then
the sin comes under nails
youth will sell this tale
of fear that only forms
from growth and well earned
sores, the bruises sold
and worn.