By Nabs

This cup of joe can **** you
Coffee beans with cyanid
Nights are wild and they are young
Black black with out sugar, please.

Sip those robust liquid
Like you would ask for forgiveness.

Scalding hot on your tongue,
Embers are dying in your eyes.

Take another cup, take another shot
Inject your self with self doubt
Remembering the pills wont help
Things are dying inside your head.

This cup of joe can **** you
Chocolate and overdose aftertaste
Close your eyes and breathe at last
No sugar, No. No hope.

Stir it a thousand times, counter clockwise
Taste different cause of
The anxiety staining your teeth
Pearly white no more.

Mint and a hint of insanity
Bruised lips, dead shot eyes.

Don't put the pills there, never ever there
Contaminate your self but not this cup.

Take sips, don't gulp
You gotta savor the flavor
Death on your tongue
Marvelous blend that ascend time.

This cup of joe will **** you
You order more and more
It taste bitterer than before
But the tears have never fallen to the floor.

The sun sets in molten gold.
The evening clouds form a jade disk.
Where is he?
Dense white mist envelops the willows.
A sad flute plays “Falling Plum Blossoms.”
How many Spring days are left now?
This Feast of Lanterns should be joyful.
The weather is calm and lovely.
But who can tell if it
Will be followed by wind and rain?

It stood on a throne,
Made out of lime stone.

It was clothed,
In colorless gold.

It wore a shadeless crown,
Above its brow.

Its heart was frozen-
From winters night.

Its soul was diced,
by Jack Frost's knife.

It stood alone,
In its quite abyss.
Dismissing my stare.

Though it was free,
It looked lost at sea.

For, I waited to hear a plea,
But it was silent as a willow tree.

Time passed-
And it started to bow

To the brown earth beneath its feet,
To the blue sky above its crown.

Though, the journey was over,
And the final Goodbyes were made.

I could never forget the pride in its eyes,
Or why it stood so still.

For to this day,
I question if I'll every discover,
If the White Rose knew,
Of its wonder?

There is a snowflake
on your eyelash
that I long to be

Take me with you
when you leave

Show the world to me

Desire, desire, I'm burning up inside
Desire, desire, something stuck on my mind

The time has come to feed
Give to me what it is that I need

I'm bursting at the seams
Come, you belong to me
                  
You're just another thing that I require
Desire, desire

Control, control, the only clean, clear goal
Little puppet in my show, now I dictate which way to go

Pulled to the left, pushed to the right
Through the day and into the night

Now everything wrong is right
Come, move towards the light

Nearer now, we close the blind
I'll seal the sides and seize your precious mind

All my movements, passing ventures
Never learning life's true lessons

It’s that time of the year,
To sit down, and to reflect.
I’m doing what I can,
But the pieces won’t connect.

Thoughts that were in my head,
Left alone for much too long.
Unwritten, unexpressed,
They rotted before I can write this song.

I should have written them down,
Captured those precious moments.
Because I can no longer feel them,
As though they faded in seconds.

How can I make reflections,
When I don’t know what occurred?
When I don’t know how I felt,
When my memories are blurred?

I want to relive those moments,
Retake the year’s journey.
To put together the lost pieces.
Lest they be left behind, those memories.