As a child I had no choice
other than be imprisoned with two mad adults...
The dreams
Make them flee...
I once had a crow, he was shot in a storm.
A bullet to the beak from an eye of scorn...
A house filled with smoke
And a horrific infestation...
They pass on by
One maybe two...
An age has since past
yet, this spring day brings barbed hues...
I kinda lost
my mind today...
Just a note, I have no desire to hurt myself. I...
Vertically not horizontally...
I have lingered in the shadows of deceit
Where the bonds of love and kindness never meet...
The town I grew up
had an oasis of hypocrites...
Bind me to the earth
Wrap my wrists with your vines of authority...
Ash rains down on us
as the world crumbles into nothingness...