The cutter will cut in a cutters world,
the hurt won't stop in a life unfurled,
the blood will drip like drops of rain
eaten alive by sorrow and pain
you will feast on smiles and greed
but Ill just cut and watch it bleed

I believe the year has become a little bit disjointed.
A little muddled up.
The night before this very day.
I rolled indoors after a night upon the town,
My spot of going out to play.
Mother develops a mighty frown.
Came in late from local town.
Every light in the house was on.
I thought maybe it was October.
All the windows shone a mighty glow.
I thought I'd arrived for Diwali.
(c) Livvi

Lay beside me
And hold my breathless stare
Therein lies a silence
I seldom share