How do we know when to get off this merry-go-round, you and I
Spinning and spiraling till we dizzy and drop
We are monsters in our own right, but I suppose it must take one to spot one
Wolves in sheep’s clothing...
Isn’t that true of anyone?

To what degree do we all reek of sin?
To what degree must we struggle to overcome our cruel nature?
And to what degree must we repent?

It seems as though I do not make the cut
But what of you then?
You’re certainly no angel
We crawl to these depths together because we know no one else could follow us here
We peel each other's pitiful masks to expose the cowering demon beneath
Only we can indulge in such a spectacular sight
For we bring about the worst in each other
Mirrors of our weaknesses
We can’t look away
It’s exhilarating, terrifying, numbing, comforting
How could you see our union as anything but destiny
Anti-soulmates...
Will we ever truly escape each other?

i have watched you grow
under my skin you have left warmth
comforting me for the days when you'd be gone
i have sobbed and let my tears try to bring you back
but things have changed now
i hate this kind of change
you are gone
and the last to go
i cover my mouth
i cant breathe and neither can you
silencing cries
under pillows and under water
my cat searches for you
wondering where you've gone
my dog lays on the last place i saw you awake
and we all sit here
waiting--
my room feels empty
i don't want to be here
the house you slept under
where you ate the leaves of the earth
causes me to crumble
onto my knees down to my feet
i see your paws on the cage bars
and your nose reaching for mine
a friend like you makes me pray for a god
praying for you to come home

She drew her arms out to the crowd
the creatures pulled her in
Simply beauty, make no sound
the forest is seen within

Trees stood high
the yellow birds flew
She stared at the life
and the wild woods grew

winter
lumberjack.
   six four.
too tall
     for the trees.
scared them so  
    silly they'd
  shake.

you are a skin that i shed
made of fine silk that i toss into the waste bucket
along with the dinner scraps of yesterday.
to me,
you have no meaning
other then the feeling
you temporarily fill my chest with.

let them go
shop around
and
try a new one on

do you like the feeling that this one gives you pressed up against your skin?

this is all temporary you know that.
but they don't.

so let him *******
on his bed
in the morning
and let him build you a kingdom out of pillows
if it helps
cushion the blow
of you realizing that you truly have no sense of self.
he will teach you
how to forget
and you will walk away with his personality
and never look back..

i never asked to be this way
to not be me
not me
me

i share this body
with you
and her
and everyone i let in

we take turns playing
with this body
and pulling its strings
but
i am running on batteries and time
and my juice is quite low.
i am an apathetic android
in need of more soul
for
this situation
and i've just run dry
of everything

if only you could peer inside this dusty head
and see the inter clock work
that makes me the way i am
clean the cobwebs and confusion
out of the corners

blue wire
  to red

if only you could  turn back time and fix me.