Your hands permeate me like sick whiskey
laced me down, evidence there
stuck in the concrete
if you'd like a look than-
oh, I broke your glasses on the stairs
all the better, the inside's unsightly
with as many nails in the wall as strands of your hair
a hook stuck in my lip, I didn't intend for it to end there

Now I know
How it goes
Spitting it through your teeth
Viper lies hissing to me
I’d rip out my eyes
If it’d mean
Not being a vicious rat
And snapping back
To see your fangs dazzling
Ringing
All I’m receiving
Pain, deceiving
**** I see harsh cement
Dry heaving
I eat my death in an increment
Canals are ringing
Feeling your skin
Crawl out my neck
All choked up
This vermin’s a wreck
Swallow it down
Again, again
Shame’s my crown
Til I see the ground come ‘round
On knees breaking
Laughing, shaking
To feel closer
To the hell I’m making

Sewn yourself through
not a part left that hasn't
been touched by you
your embroidery is lovely
it colors my face
it paces my hate
it swallows my fate
not a needle I wouldn't take
by you
I'm an addict, I can see that now
happily inebriated
by your loves cloud
indited it'd be, out loud
but captured close and enshroud
of perfect pink dreams
I'm afraid of crashing, stinging
afraid all they'll be bringing
pain, disconnect, heart wreaking
when they canter away
your pictures return
new, beloved, gay
I am pound again and again
by delicate hands
holding needle and thread
love has been like a quilt
where I am your mural
forever colored
by being your girl
and you're covered
hopefully I'm more
than your in love drunkard

Oh my mind goodbye
is what I'd like to say
to leave it behind
Au revoir, adios
goodbye brain
instead I'm saying goodbye sanity
hello pleasure and pain
hello to you with an intensity
who pushes past my strain
in my world, I'm free
right before you leave
and I'd drop all of my walls
I'd match your aggression and passion
with true devotion and happiness
but truthfulness is not my strength
allowing this helps my brain
knowing we'd be illogical
and wrong in moral
is the only way I know
I won't die today
too often I've bought, that you feel the same.

In my world there's no gravity
in which the society I live in has no weight
weight is him
when I think of a soul
so close to mine
and too often I wonder
if I hadn't pulled away
where would we be?

My lids plume a dust that weighs like bricks but
Dances as smoke does
And My veins seep the wreckage as it travels through my fingertips and burns away to the tips of my ears, as a toaster would to thread
Yet still a grin, hiding underground,
For many years to come
That would turn the dead
Viciously, lovely again

Another night gone by
My lashes count the time
a flutter from my lids
to break the weeping
distance
and see if you're still alive
only still you lay by my side
I think I'd like to be kissed
by you

Unmoving right, so near
A hush here,
a zzz there
Your lips agape
asleep I fear
I feel it in my throat
a child's cry
for another nights gone by

I've been painted blue
my thoughts ajar, quite through
from ol'-lonesomes-bite
Physically you're near
as my eyes devour light
A bright firefly
is sad
without a summer night
As I am thoroughly too
I think I'd like to be kissed
by you

To bed again, clothes off I knew
You fall giving a sleepy sigh
You travel away, but in the same
Room
alone and bare am I
I think I'd like to be kissed by you
but gone is the bright firefly
And then I'm painted blue
For another nights gone by

Everyday had been a spoonful of you
Now all the nights, weeks
An aftertaste, sweetly, almost
The white dots left in my vision
They haunt, they ring
Occasionally an after image
A bright salmon, an almost mermaid
Flicks it's silver in my eye
I'll turn, but as quick as a fly
The sweetness is gone
Left to die

What it'd be
to be the same cup of tea
and poured so thoroughly
for all the world to see

What it'd be
to be sought and enjoyed
rather than looked
through tainted and destroyed
colored glasses,
decidedly annoyed
people fix me irritated glances
I'm not a crowd pleaser
and alone viewed as bitter
I'm sorry I'm not your cup of tea
if you see a quiter
then a bitter quiter has to be me

What it'd be
to not even be me
maybe instead
from a mint brewery
then my demeanor
would appear brighter,
cleaner
but not to you
achu achu
appearances never
faze to blue
until that brew adieus

What it'd be
for my recipe
to have been escriben
so graciously
near my name
Instead drank ostensibly
spit contemptuously
and given tired out pleasantries
failed to taste great piquancy
no red, yellow, or blue cup's
compatible dripping amenity

And oh what it'd be
for you to see
that with the alliance with a honey bee
everyone's cup of tea

I'd like to walk and let the sky fall
Bountiful be the universes miracles
That crack open my skull
And paint the shattered white glass
Mercilessly the fragments of the past
The sacred secrets of the stars tremble and then echo
Until ringing to a roar at long last
I'd like to walk and let the sky fall
Then gifted with courage
to crack open my soul