Wake Me If I'm Scratching

 

The shutting of eyes always engulfs the nature of light  



Left to fall inward  



To deal with the shit caked in my innards  

Sink slowly in tarnish 

So cold in this black liquid

I slice gills under my chin to let the tar come gushing in 

Fluid breathing like a baby in wretched dark womb  

Floating in a night without stars or my lady moon  



Not blessed with merciful blindness  

Forced to see the scars of my bindings  

Safety net of waking has been undertaken  

Forsaken in a locked basement  

Painting myself in a corner with thick human blood dripping from the roller  




My step brother often finds me  

How do I drain the life from that time to murder this reminding  

Yeah I was the child too piss frightened to fight  

My father was not there  

I was not gifted with the heart of a bear  

Scrawny coward  

Where the fuck is your power?  




The director of this spinning stage  

Takes such delight in replaying the horror of this rape  

A length of spit thins on the face  

This kid will never be the same  



Chained to a chamber of mournful songs  

My infant bruised face whispers, 

           "sleep is wrong"