Darkly

Fire burning dark
blazing up the sky
bursting into moonlight
getting in your eyes
shattering the atmosphere
breaking down your will
fire burning brightly
doesn’t pay the bills
burdens you for hours
taking all your milk
cannot think for nothing
your sight is shattered still
everything is patterned
patterned by the dark
the fire burning brightly
it’s the night that it has wrought

The cost of boredom

Dirty city buildings
willing in the streets
violence is decay
boredom is the meat
fester in the hunger
feed the mouth the lips
dirty city buildings
holding in the heat
willingness is dying
dead upon the streets
feed the hunger something
feed the pain within
this dirty city’s feeling
the cost of boredom
now and then

Flesh unmoved

Isolated once again
grace of God my only friend
the human side that lacks all faith
finds no comfort while I pray
alone this flesh begins to break
slowly into last mistakes
decayed and sadden
all but broken
lost and all my will unspoken
isolated all alone
this human flesh aches to the bone
I cry to God for relief
my soul feels comfort but not my feet
flesh it yearns for another touch
someone else to feel the rush
connected and quite tethered too
my soul it tends to flesh unmoved

Will to survive

They’re coming
they’re coming for me
not saviors
not saviors you see
the demons have come
they’ve taken to me
those that should love me
they’ve let me down
I fought for this life
but I’ve been the clown
the demons have knocked
on all other doors
I can’t keep them out now
they’ve come through my floors
bleeding is black
when you’re all alone
I won’t come back
I’m done waiting for
They’re coming for me
coming for me
they’re breaking the seams
arms ripping from
no legs in harsh shackles
they’ve come they are here
no saviors in sight
it’s time to decide
do you continue the fight?

Done with it

Tired of being exhausted
tired of being sick
I look like I am dying
my body has gone limp
everything is hurting
and everything is numb
I’m tired of being sick
and of being always stuck
moving on is difficult
it’s hard to heal and breathe
life is too damn long
I’m tired of being me
keeping it all forward
healing slowly all the time
everything is hurting
but this life is finally mine
tired of being exhausted
but willing to continue on
if I don’t recover
I should go where I belong
willingness to live
becomes my only drink
tired of being exhausted
if I fail it’s death I seek.

The heartbeat

It’ll be okay
it’s really all the same
a game of wills and minds
this time I’m on the line
so sitting still won’t do
but I will make it through
adaptable it seems
the things you’ve made of me
but it will be okay
the final word remains
even if it dies
I will still survive