Inside my own chest
To reach in best
Fingers gripping
That beating entity
Clamping and ripping
Blood trickling down
Droplets soaking in the ground
Trembling hands and shaky arm
Reaching out
Inside my palm
Everything I'm about
My heart given to you
For you to decide what to do
Saturday, September 12, 2015
The Burning
On trial
with each new face;
each new set of ears
to hear my story
Like a witch in Salem
Some onlookers want
only the
burning glory
They watch
Waiting for the
flames to reach my hair
Eyes set ablaze
Into the flames
all their idle care
I'm called insane
I'm called daft
As I tie myself to the post
Like a burning host
I'm burning my own blame
Eradicating my own shame
So I tie myself
Time & time again
until the flames burn it all
Each piece of the past
torn off & thrown in
Hands behind my back
Eyes extended to heaven
until all the nightmares
are burned away
my lips mumbling the story
another day
I'm burning
I'm burning away
I'm burning
I'm burning the opaque day
I'm burning
I'm burning a new dream
I'm burning
I'm burning for another seam
I'm burning
I'm burning into night
I'm burning
I'm burning that phoenix into flight
with each new face;
each new set of ears
to hear my story
Like a witch in Salem
Some onlookers want
only the
burning glory
They watch
Waiting for the
flames to reach my hair
Eyes set ablaze
Into the flames
all their idle care
I'm called insane
I'm called daft
As I tie myself to the post
Like a burning host
I'm burning my own blame
Eradicating my own shame
So I tie myself
Time & time again
until the flames burn it all
Each piece of the past
torn off & thrown in
Hands behind my back
Eyes extended to heaven
until all the nightmares
are burned away
my lips mumbling the story
another day
I'm burning
I'm burning away
I'm burning
I'm burning the opaque day
I'm burning
I'm burning a new dream
I'm burning
I'm burning for another seam
I'm burning
I'm burning into night
I'm burning
I'm burning that phoenix into flight
Tuesday, September 1, 2015
Shackles and Bones
Clinking
Clanging
Rusty chains
Bones just a'bangin
Skinny metatarsal scratching
Sandstone prison catching
Numbered days of a
loveless love
Shotgun wedding
and this cold prison
has no proper bedding
Shackles and bones
Fallen crowns
Empty thrones
Souls filling space
but there is no grace
Filing the papers to say
we're not alone
but this prison
is far from the ideal home
Shackles and bones
Shackles and bones
Tarnished ring
falling with a clanging echo
in endless tones
Clanging
Rusty chains
Bones just a'bangin
Skinny metatarsal scratching
Sandstone prison catching
Numbered days of a
loveless love
Shotgun wedding
and this cold prison
has no proper bedding
Shackles and bones
Fallen crowns
Empty thrones
Souls filling space
but there is no grace
Filing the papers to say
we're not alone
but this prison
is far from the ideal home
Shackles and bones
Shackles and bones
Tarnished ring
falling with a clanging echo
in endless tones
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