Time and starlight

I got the time
but ain’t got no motivation
seeing starlight
in the eyes of my vacation
distant dream and melody
that’s got me going mad
I got the time
but ain’t got nothing left to eat
cannot sit around and sleep
nothing left beneath my feet
I see starlight in the eyes of what I need
keeping close the very far away things
ain’t got nothing but the motivation leaves
talking up the type of things that I can’t breathe
seeing visions in the mirror I can’t see
ain’t got no time before it ends
or so to speak
ain’t got a dime in my pocket I can keep
in debt I only know that starlight bleeds
keeping you ain’t no closer to me

Out of my hands

I keep moving when everything stops
sometimes I wonder if you fell off
no longer on the tracks cause you think too much
no longer thinking fast stuck in the past and stuff
I keep moving forward trying to get back to the point
I sometimes have to wonder if you got stuck in void
if maybe you don’t love me like you tell yourself you do
or maybe our plans aren’t important
at least not like you planned them to be
that maybe I keep doing me because it’ll never keep
I keep moving forward when everything has stopped
I keep thinking we’re together
but sometimes I wonder if you fell off
that I’m alone in the train cart
and we’re moving way too fast
like you don’t really love me
and you’re just stuck on the past
like I keep moving forward forward with our plans
but nothing becomes nothing
because it all falls out of my hands

Ready for a drink

Tell me are you ready
are you ready for me
bleed me fucking dry
drink what’s in my veins
you ready for the game
you ready for the ride
I’ll show you fucking crazy
I’ll show you a good time
you ready for the new world
you ready for my rhymes
ready for the alley cats
playing all the time
tell me if you got the secret
secret to unlock
drinking down my blood
be sure you don’t get lost.

Trapt inside the dying

Watching myself
wither away
should I give care
or throw to decay
wonder who would
and why they might matter
watching my body die-
I could be a bit sadder,
I could give care
or try to fight back
but when it keeps coming
it’s exhausting in fact
it can’t be so easy
or it wouldn’t be a problem
but I’m watching myself reach
reach further to the bottom
watching and crying
over something
I loved
if I could give a care
I might get up and run
find that safe place
and lock me away
but I’m watching me wither
my soul can’t escape.

Answers of the echos

Rosary beads falling from my hands
and everything seems pale again
you ask questions-don’t want the answers
you want change but it’s not worth the effort
everything is falling down
breaking it of faith
you fall down the rabbit hole
you’re losing it today
become quite tall, then small again-
you’ll be who you were never that is
you aren’t you, you’ve become
the one falling down
the one unloved
foolish are the things that we do
break apart the number
it’s how we move
forget about the beads
don’t remember to pray
you don’t really want the answers anyway