We Both Lose
With dreams, with drugs, with walking nightmares, alcohol…
You meander through a middle class facade.
Drowning in endless poison, remnants of reality scattered around you.
No effort to jigsaw your broken dreams.
Poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high, sat up smoking in the super natural darkness.
You can’t draw me back to the abyss, the black-hole, the sombre life of self destruction.
A lost battalion of platonic conversations…
A lost friend, time has changed, you lost again.
We both lose.
A down beat choice, a bleak understanding.
Forbidding the escape of normality.
A hopeful little bit of hallucination.
You can’t save the world, there is no life behind your eyes.
The Bleeding Roses
I can feel him starting to take over.
He’s in my stomach, creeping in.
Excruciatingly hungry, trying fighting to consume everything in sight.
I’m his, under his spell.
Then the blood flows.
He reaches my head.
Slowly but surely taking over every inch of my emotions.
With his full grip I’m unreachable.
Out of control, like a person possessed.
Teeth clenched, nails digging in.
Lock me up, do not approach until his work is done.
Then the blood stops.
Like night to day, he disappears.
I’m human again.
Free from his reign.
Long live the VEF and I’m living in a dream QUEEN