I have no remorse,
but if I did,
it would be
the kind
felt between
the tectonic plates.
For I have no control
over shifts
in the great creation,
this place
we call home.

She wants to be noticed and seen
he see's only from within himself
mascara tears run down her face
black streams that reflect her soul
he see's nothing but a flickering screen
she recoils into a lonely asylum
sanctuary for the lonely hearts
lesser things are left unspoken
echos of the voices inside her head
he see's everything but is blind
she see's nothing but the void.

Absent from all but the faintest of feelings
again I stare out of a window
its frame imprisons my soul
a fathomless stare into an obscure distance
as if I might somehow occupy that space
old photographs scattered on a table
yet I can no longer see your face
has it really been this long ?
minutes, days, weeks, months and now a year ?
the spirits took your warm embrace
so cold under the ground
know this my sweet sweet thing
the old roots now hold your hands
but you are forever embraced by my spirit
eternally dancing to our sad refrain
under the moonlight in the pouring rain.

Oh, you are deep inside my soul
and how I love you beyond reason.
You are my love beyond love!
Some nights I die in my soul
my heart breaking.
Oh, how I break down and cry for your love!
Can you ever understand
what goes on in this man?
Oh, how I would die just to hold your hand.
Oh, how I push my love over the borderline!
Your love is my life
and without it I'm just a dying man.
Oh, how want of your love
tears every fiber of my brain!
Oh, how I love you
beyond my heart and soul!
Oh, your touch is more precious
than the finest gold.
Oh, without your love
the world turns to a nightmare
all black and dreadful
all pain and foreboding
in the darkest night.
But with the touch of your fingertips
my heart and soul come to life
and the world is filled
with the sweet fragrance of your love
and a love song for you
drifts from an open door
to the depths of my heart
a song of my eternal devotion to you.
Oh, with your love there is life!
And without you there can only be death
to hold you in my arms
is heaven on earth
and to be devoid of your love
only the pits of hell!

Fucktrums and tantrums,  
it's all the same,  
nerve endings twitching,
oscillating to the sound of your favourite medication
is the doctor in the house ?  
we cannot tell
damaged goods sent to wrong addresses,  
dancing with spectres in the shadows of dissolution
my messiah will come,
he will bring the black horses and they will take my soul.

Pulmonary arrest
its the acid test
open the cage
release the rage
embrace the pain
plenty to gain
sensory deprivation
all the anticipation
engulfed in flames
by your ill gotten gains.

It's funny how we let
The people closest to us
Hurt us the most.

People who once
Meant the world to us
Have now drifted away.

C'est la vie.

Should my heart be
pounding?
Should my breath be
fogging up my
path?
Should my eyes be
swelling up with tears?
Should I be swearing and
slapping myself?
Should I think you
despise me?
Should I avoid you
too?
Should I fight back
if you push me?
Should I reply with
understanding if you
yell at me?
Should I finally stitch up
these scars in my head?
Should I receive the
lobotomy?
Should I wave if I see you?
Should I keep walking if I see you?
Should I give you the finger if I see you?
Should I burst into tears and say we need to talk ?
Should I congratulate you for doing better without me?
Should I get naked for you and tell you you can assault me as you wish?
Should I even think any of this?