sometimes he wonders
why he lives this way

how he came to stay
alone with a silent cat
in rooms without ceilings
no plans less money
and debts to pay

waking to iron silence
at break of day

trying to fill it with words
that dance and play

old friends and lovers
dead or far away

loneliness
he cannot slay

somehow he simply
went astray

there isn't really
much to say

he couldn't tell you
why he lives this way

  ~mce

"Here I am stuck in the empty waters, struggling to get out. The water so deep I can't feel the ground. I can't feel the ground. The darkness is in the air. It almost feels like I am drowning, there's no room to breathe I'm going under."

Tired of these ****-girls.
Looking at me like meat.
If you've got lust in your eyes.
Then we best not meet.

If you've been taken for a ride.
We've probably sat on the same boat.
Maybe I just came off better.
But I don't intend to gloat.

If you want me
to do the dishes,
you need to leave
your heart
beside the sink.