Dead sleep
To full consciousness...

Sleeting rain on dead still nights,
Days are long, but short on time...

You have taken her
But still you want more...

To think of what I had,
What I didn't get...

After years or climbing I had reached my peak,
I could smile with my whole being...

The fire has taken what life I have built
I am given a choice but I am too sick with guilt...

You tell me you love me and lavish me with gifts
I love you and I love this, but there is still one...

A flightless bird with a bloody maw
Has fallen to my bedroom floor...

Mother father flint and flame
One word a spark and you are fighting again...

A lonely raven flys
Come to bear witness...

Stumble fall slip
Climb back up and take a hit...

It does not matter
No one cares...