arms melt into your fingertips
Your head tips forward like a forgotten marionette
And you stay always
Curled around the pain of the weight held near the butterflies
Tomorrow you might open your eyes
But tonight is just fine……..
Home
Outside
Under the wide black starry skies
Barefoot
Weeping as my veins take root
This blackened town
Nothing nowhere
Rusted crown
Someone somewhere
Was I christened a someone
To no-one
In particular?
And it all comes down to fear
Fear that no-one really cares
If I fight to make my way out there
Or if I bleed to death standing here
Vale of Tears
I watched the shadows creep as I listened
And when you listened to me
I felt like I had finally spoken
The words washed me dry of tears
Emptied me
Black and hollow
It felt like a night of confession
A night of soul searching
We searched
But the soul I lost remains with you
My heart
Hollow without you
Nothing
But a vale of tears
What Have I Become?
What have I become?
A stale heart with luke-warm blood
Muddied knees and frozen tongue
Bloodless, tearless, blackened, numb.
Mirror, mirror, tell me lies
Say I’m young to the eye
For I am not to question why
Simply born to do and die.
Bitter
Windows like warm firelight
Draw my bitter curiosity in
And I stand in sullen emotion
Seeking every sin
I will take you home
And take you in
All in sullen emotion
All in sweet sin
Open the door for me
I lost the key
Open the windows then
Let the noise drift to me
See me standing
Too afraid to knock
Smiling on the outside
Laughing at the lock
I will take you home
If you lose yourself in me
And I will let you go
When I have what I need
Lose yourself in me for a while
Leave you with the image…
…of my smile.
If
If I fight hard enough
I don’t need to fight
And if I learn enough
I don’t need an opinion
If I shout loud enough
I don’t need to be right
And if I fake an identity
I don’t need to be anyone
I would bleed myself to sleep
and still never know
I would drown myself in books
and still never know
I would pick apart my scabs
and still never know
I would lose myself in smoke
and still never know
If I work hard enough
I don’t need to work
And if I search everywhere
I don’t need to seek
If I suffer for everyone
I don’t need to suffer
But if I am just human
I am weak
I would stuff myself with food
and still never know
I would make myself so sick
and still never know
I would sink a bottle
and still not know
I would scream at the voices
and they still won’t go…
…If I…
Our Millennium
They sit like little zombies
Eyes glazed with TV death
Their digitized heart beats
Their microwave breath
A wasted muscle flutters
Caught and woven into the web
A brief mental struggle
From one not assimilated yet
Technology spreads like fever
Children born with the bug
Unholy world wide communion
The new never new enough
Tomorrow’s world yesterday
Armageddon come and gone
The living dead in unsocial society
This is our millennium
Smiling Again
On the outside looking in again
Smiling through my secret pain
What am I doing here
But wearing masks and facing fears
Longing for the past
Times that never last
Understanding more
Learning less
Never feeling of the rest
Smiling again…
Reaction learnt
No reason why
Only realised on goodbye
Smiling again…
Green upon Black
On days like these
I can only see
Green upon black
Hatred turns my cheek
So that I can’t see
Behind me
The past at my back
I look ahead
To a future dead
I wish I were too
Though I am linked to this life
My blood in you
Peel my eyes from your beating heart
Feel the sharpness there
Pluck my fingers from your eyes
See my self abuse
I’m too tired to hate
Too fired up to be calm
Too angry to die
Too self piteous to harm
Too twisted up in emotion to see
Too trapped in my mind to ever be free
Too much
Too little
Too soon
Too late
I want to curl
In the womb
Your head tips forward like a forgotten marionette
And you stay always
Curled around the pain of the weight held near the butterflies
Tomorrow you might open your eyes
But tonight is just fine……..
Home
Outside
Under the wide black starry skies
Barefoot
Weeping as my veins take root
This blackened town
Nothing nowhere
Rusted crown
Someone somewhere
Was I christened a someone
To no-one
In particular?
And it all comes down to fear
Fear that no-one really cares
If I fight to make my way out there
Or if I bleed to death standing here
Vale of Tears
I watched the shadows creep as I listened
And when you listened to me
I felt like I had finally spoken
The words washed me dry of tears
Emptied me
Black and hollow
It felt like a night of confession
A night of soul searching
We searched
But the soul I lost remains with you
My heart
Hollow without you
Nothing
But a vale of tears
What Have I Become?
What have I become?
A stale heart with luke-warm blood
Muddied knees and frozen tongue
Bloodless, tearless, blackened, numb.
Mirror, mirror, tell me lies
Say I’m young to the eye
For I am not to question why
Simply born to do and die.
Bitter
Windows like warm firelight
Draw my bitter curiosity in
And I stand in sullen emotion
Seeking every sin
I will take you home
And take you in
All in sullen emotion
All in sweet sin
Open the door for me
I lost the key
Open the windows then
Let the noise drift to me
See me standing
Too afraid to knock
Smiling on the outside
Laughing at the lock
I will take you home
If you lose yourself in me
And I will let you go
When I have what I need
Lose yourself in me for a while
Leave you with the image…
…of my smile.
If
If I fight hard enough
I don’t need to fight
And if I learn enough
I don’t need an opinion
If I shout loud enough
I don’t need to be right
And if I fake an identity
I don’t need to be anyone
I would bleed myself to sleep
and still never know
I would drown myself in books
and still never know
I would pick apart my scabs
and still never know
I would lose myself in smoke
and still never know
If I work hard enough
I don’t need to work
And if I search everywhere
I don’t need to seek
If I suffer for everyone
I don’t need to suffer
But if I am just human
I am weak
I would stuff myself with food
and still never know
I would make myself so sick
and still never know
I would sink a bottle
and still not know
I would scream at the voices
and they still won’t go…
…If I…
Our Millennium
They sit like little zombies
Eyes glazed with TV death
Their digitized heart beats
Their microwave breath
A wasted muscle flutters
Caught and woven into the web
A brief mental struggle
From one not assimilated yet
Technology spreads like fever
Children born with the bug
Unholy world wide communion
The new never new enough
Tomorrow’s world yesterday
Armageddon come and gone
The living dead in unsocial society
This is our millennium
Smiling Again
On the outside looking in again
Smiling through my secret pain
What am I doing here
But wearing masks and facing fears
Longing for the past
Times that never last
Understanding more
Learning less
Never feeling of the rest
Smiling again…
Reaction learnt
No reason why
Only realised on goodbye
Smiling again…
Green upon Black
On days like these
I can only see
Green upon black
Hatred turns my cheek
So that I can’t see
Behind me
The past at my back
I look ahead
To a future dead
I wish I were too
Though I am linked to this life
My blood in you
Peel my eyes from your beating heart
Feel the sharpness there
Pluck my fingers from your eyes
See my self abuse
I’m too tired to hate
Too fired up to be calm
Too angry to die
Too self piteous to harm
Too twisted up in emotion to see
Too trapped in my mind to ever be free
Too much
Too little
Too soon
Too late
I want to curl
In the womb
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