No conviction
Or restriction
I have keys to the door
That'll let me into your dark world.

I'm ordering them to stop
Kicking and screaming
Like a baby
That's just felt the open world
For the first time.

I can't condone pain
Or misery
But I want them to see us
Splitting hurt in half.

You're the character
The justice winner
I'm just a feather weighted man
Crying in his hands.

But we can win the fight
Give me a chance to shine
To pick lock the another door
That leads us to light.

Force your way through
My defence of truth
My little overworked heart
Is beating and craves a restart.

I need you to see
That I'm a giver
I give all my energy
And my strength
But you just pass by me
Like a speeding train.

I've crushed the ice
Into the glass
With pure *****
No mixer
I'm going drink myself
Into the palms of oblivion.

I'm a man
Trying to win a heart
A heart that has rattling valves
A heart rarely composed.

Tonight I'll drink to my bitterness.

Don't disarm me of my glory
It's all I have
This world has written my story
And I now must change the plot.

This plea will go unheard
And I'll be stuck in time
Preparing to unleash an almighty
Cry.

I can't disperse the crowd of flies
That zoom around my dead skin
I'm half alive
And my heart is cold.

She was the pride
The answer to my prayers
The sincerity that often gets
Swallowed by the guilt.

I'm sorry to you all
Forgive me before I fall
Into a profound nightmare
That yearns for my bones.

Let me see you frown
Let me see you smile
A light has drawn across
Beating down on your restless head
There is nothing left
Of that dream we had.

I count how many times
I have nearly died
Keeping you tight to my chest
Fighting with bloodied fists
And drenched in regret
I'm not your saviour
I'm just your clown.

I see a twinkle in your eye
Glistening like frosty stars
That gives me chills
And some will to survive
The onslaught of demons
That cry in my head of lies.

I seek response
From the busker on the street
He sings a sweet sweet song
But doesn't acknowledge me
He's my son.

My heart is a natural disaster
Waiting to explode and to make
The wall blacker
I keep it in just to keep myself alive.

I'm a joker
But tonight I feel afraid
That I might disown her
This poetic verse full of bleakness.

That sweet sweet song!

You're the magic
I'm the darkness
I can't break the blackness
I'm drinking to excess
Dreaming to excess
You're the magic.

The tiresome stretch forward
My hand tries to grab the handle
To open the door to paradise
I must pick lock
Or barge through
Paradise isn't just for you.

You're still the magic
But I see through your strategy
You are trying to pick away at my hope
As I try to build it up.

I'm the disaster
Rubbing the belly of chaos
Fondling the ears of brutality
I need expectation not doubt.

My eyes see you
Crying tears of despair
You're still the magic
With angelic hair
You're still the magic
That's tasting fear.

I'm sorry for the lack of silence
But I need to shout out
My feelings.