merciful

 
pulsing in the dark light
is real disdain for us in the sunshine
winding in the shadows a treasonous heart

touching denial corrupts the unwary
maiming faith and designing my outcome
hope stopped here and dropped me off

little-known place deep inside me
cutting ties with all that is natural
colliding with failure

please don't be hard on me
it was always there waiting for me
insidious need is going to feed my pride

I say goodbye to the day
the nighttime is quiet when it screams
no one ever sees anything
so I do what I like

instructions come over the radio
I don't worry about this station only I hear
Its music is meant to lull me  to sleep

no need for pain
this is a ritual refrain
specters are spectators of the sport

the evening will introduce me to midnight
taking me time here there is no hurry
crimson blooms on porcelain skin
is beautiful I knew I was an artist

sorrow never looked better
leaking out is all the misery
emptiness is full of my mystery

all the waiting and debating is over
you are a merciful angel
death was tardy in collecting her