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