I self destruct
It's what I do best
I wreck things I love
I leave behind mess

I'm on a war path of my own
And I burn bridges better than most
Set in my ways like stone
I keep wandering lonely roads

Brought up in a tired old town
I've never been one for sticking around
I've got madness on my mind
I keep running to leave it behind

This cold heart keeps warm
Wrapped up in trouble is all I know
I wear it like an armour
Sticks and stones won't break these bones

Wise crack
Wild as a fire
I'll say the wrong thing
Build you up like a tower

Then you'll crash to the ground
When I leave this old town
Don't be surprised when I say
I never wanted to stay

She spoke words that would melt in your hands
But instead her lips melted into yours
All of the sudden she forgot all of her plans
All of the sudden you opened up all of her doors
Just like that she's no longer poor

narrow potholed roads
long winding switchbacks
blind corners that lead
the chosen to heaven

the rest of us
sinners

rotting slash piles
in a clear cut
fireweed rising
from raw earth

in this land of trees
the forest is forgotten

How bitter sweet to be entwined for one last time.
And for one last dance to the song of our united breath.
How bitter sweet to be given one last chance to shine.
Who'd have known a goodbye could be so welcoming?

Poets are assassins
Words wound and ****
Cut open arteries
Spilling life blood
Sharpening and refining words  
Honing them to a killing edge

Poets are sorcerers
Words; their incantation
Grammar; their arcane ritual
Sentences turn into spells
Transforming you into someone else
Teleporting you to a distant place

Few poets are prophets
Gifted and cursed with visions
Vessels to be filled
Conduits waiting for lightning to strike

Poets are codebreakers
Deciphering life's enigmas
Translating experiences into words
Skilled technicians
Finding the right words
For exactly the right moments

We were abused
In the same way
And yet you used me
I see fire in your eyes and I see comfort in your smile. I see everything that moves me,
I thought nothing would ever move me again but there you were
With beer on your jacket
I am panting admiration
But your touch is toxic
And you touched me well
You loved me
You never found yourself so you lost me.
But then i lost me
You ruined me
So vulnerable at seventeen
I have lost that weakness
Calloused and cold
Sometimes the darkness won't let go
But I am stronger now
Xanax dreams don't leave
In other bottles I find release