Drawing From Dry Wells

Diagnosis by way of experience
At the surface is all I want to be seen
When secrets are the things of nightmares
Fetishes of fleshly delicacies embody the devils dream

Pawn to plagues
Wrath thirsty stones
Isolated, we sit
In the anguish of our lethal thrones

Articulate the symptoms
Contagion like a silent auction
Mixers of our demons
Cocktails of individual concoction

Placing bids upon the trafficking of the soul
Indulgences lure, hearts for trade, con man giver
Fooled into investments made and stole
Medications, inebriations, another toxin to the liver

Get a fix on your brokenness
Acquired tastes for vices
Building the illusion of another home
When life’s a prison comprised of carnal paradises

Black market fantasy, seduction of what hell entices
Dragged away, the cost is unaffordable
When the cure is ache, the drugs are priceless

Sentiments of wounds lull to excuse
For all the ways of perpetual abuse
The serpent strangles like a noose
Falling for the death in the ruse

Live, let live, live to forget, just drown it all in booze
You want to wake up, but you just keep hitting snooze

I am you
A different point of view
Another variant of the affliction
Gospels of the tolerant
Support group, conscience soothe
Whisper the addiction

Lusts in gradual degrees
Self disgust for all the ways we please
Appetites insatiable, yearning to appease
Sacred scars, bleeding again
Affections set on the disease

Keep it quiet when some confessions are too ugly for the grace
Socially irredeemable, in bondage to the will to save our face

Finding the balance in it all
What’s too far to reveal
When some stories are never told
How does the trauma heal

Self afflicted, violations of the crave
Thirsting after the salt poured out
Serenades draw us to the grave
Faking noble suicides, quenched by wells of drought

Testimonies to take the sting
Vulnerable ploys of crooked motive offering
Clean the slate to get dirty again when toying with the part we play

Lifeless words speak like the undead
When we’re out of breath but everyone’s got something to say…