An Open Casket ( Remembering A Friend)

Now he`s on the wire
A moth to the fire
Dead shards from a smile
We keep in our closet
Waiting to defile
Another crimson sunset
Shaming a filthy liar

With anguish filled airlooms
Haunting a blood stained bedroom
Tear drenched photographs
Mark the lustful romances
Ending in recycled epitaphs
Forging a certain reassurance
Of the fools impending doom

As he stares into his notebook
Another plague is overlooked
The final page sends it`s gleam
To mark a miserable conclusion
On a story broken at the seams
Through his self harming confusion
And the sleepwalk pills he took

To quench a malignant acid thirst
Nauseous delusions in quiet bursts
Failing health brought on by sadness
And his tattered lack of confidence
Petrified inside a solidified madness
Made to worship the devoid silence
As poltergeists debts are reimbursed

Signing requiems on ancient contracts
Deadly heiroglyphs giving life to artefacts
Illustrating history through a desperate eye
Emotion spread across the moving canvas
A translucent layer of a melancoly sky
Distorting forgotten shadows into broken glass
Tearing it`s way through this memory preservation act