It’s a sickness of the mind
Clouding judgements, thoughts, visions
It leaves you utterly blind
To all you leave behind
And quite soon you will find
You made all the wrong decisions

It breaks your every bone
Leaves you crying and alone
It all happened so fast
Your life slipped out of your grasp
Before you could start to say
“Come back, I love you, please stay”

Love is doomed to fail
Of that you must be sure
Sadness will prevail
Your face is going pale
Your heart is oh so frail
Can’t force love to be pure

Hearts break and shatter
So better to keep it hidden
Away from all the chatter
From those you think matter
Ignore the pitter-patter
Or the ache again will begin

It breaks your every bone
Leaves you crying and alone
It all happened so fast
Your life slipped out of your grasp
Before you could start to say
“Come back, I love you, please stay”

By myself for forty years,
Alone at home with my beers

An aged flask
A caged mask

Are we all just home alone between our ears?

In the silence of this room
My thoughts receed into the doom

Are we all just deaf and dumb?
A newborn cries for his mum.

Funny you should ask
Why I hide behind this mask
Afraid of the future
Yet fearful of the past
How long will this last?
What task
What toil
Will make me recoil?
From the loss
I want back my face
Take away the mask found in its place
Words tumble out as I race
Almost letting me catch
Elusive first place
To see my future with my face
Without the mask
At last

spinning colours.
flashing lights.
pounding music.
rooms too bright.

tucked away amidst the dawn,
he took a drag on Mary Jane,
coating her in liquor rain,
as he thought of thought of lustful times forgone.

he sat the pill right on his tongue,
and watched it melt away.
he closed his eyes and swallowed vulgarly,
for there was no time to be a saint this day.

he hid within an acid storm.
and his promises were holy,
when he watched the load drip down slowly.
for the psychedelic pleasure held him warm.