drip
drop...
I stand and I wade through it
The sites and sounds of a torn psyche...
It's cold tonight and the
Rain falls softly all night and...
The memory of oceans
lingers in her eyes...
Squashing insects beneath our fingers
No consideration for such little lives...
He never thought he mattered
It’s hard to when on your own...
Are you happy
Does it make you smile...
Put the slogan up next to scripture
Hang their symbols in front of god...
My heart aches with the torment I have allowed.
It seeps in when I realise that the noose is...
I will never walk like you
I don’t need any forgiveness...
Two souls inside a picture frame
Nothing changes, always stays the same...
There’s dead men in the reservoir
In the water that we drink...