You smell like campfire. Tasty whiskey,ginger tongue. You never stay long. At least for me,not long enough. You feel like dark woods. An evening,autumn apocalypse.
I feel I love you, With whatever heart I have left.
You laugh at me... Saying "hurry up that limp". You pick the leaves... and see their universe. You feel like YOUTH! Prom night butterflies. And I feel I need you, With whichever me,is behind my eyes. Oh moment... Oh moment stay~
I watched myself, On my own on the beach. Quantum entanglement was stirring me. I looked up,10 years ahead, And saw my eyes change color again. This is not the 'now' I know. This is proof that now I know. We both want to be alone.
Which one of me will turn away first?
To murder the math that violently spins... To turn our backs , and return to this~
How do you disappear? How do these dark woods teach? Some of us can't touch. Some of us won't feel. My bones will be there. Dare you find them inside the wytch elm. Now,how much these trees have taught me. Ask,and I shall tell.
You can blind me with your reflection. My tongue is still so sore. You can deafen me,sweet banshee... My tongue is still a sword.
Some of us won't love you. Some of us aren't real~
Remembering who I was- Drug infested blood. Becoming indifferent was quite a lifted weight. A "life" tempting fate. One foot in the grave. Everything else was to blame. My pointer finger was well adjusted- My lies were well rehearsed. Pity was a mastered tool- A weapon of my worth. But those moments came when I was clear To witness this disgust. And the shame stung worse, than the body writhing, aching for the drug. It seems now my fix is fixing shit so damaged, So very sick... ...
I can't get it out of my head- You smiling in a hospital bed. Surrounded by family and friends. If anyone,it should be me- The one dying,suffering, but the stronger you,was strong for me.. I've been drinking ever since. A typical disappointment. I can't seem to get it right. Help me remember Jessie... When you became unresponsive. Couldn't tell us where the pain was. You still inspired all of us. sitting by your side- While and when God took your life. I was the one that closed your eyes.. And I've been sinking...
I met a girl, with a chemical trail- She slithered in my universe, Curiosity to trust then hurt. I know the art of transparency, But I could have sworn she noticed me. From lost,to lust, Then lunacy. The sweeter parts of her are blended in my atmosphere. I create these clouds To mask the feel. But when it rains I hear her screaming thunder, And her laugh is now A disembodied ghost... I knew a girl with a chemical trail. So beautiful to gaze upon, though hazardous to my health~