I guess it should be clear
Through tired eyes
And hesitant words
The changes in me
I wish I was blind to see

Leaving behind
A string of lovers
Never to last
Never to actually
Love

A heart of stone
And a conscience to match
With no hint of a crack
Or change
In the waves

I stand alone
In isolation
The most simplistic
And safe

And lonely

I am being held back
Gripped by crooked hands
Dragged back into
The dark place
The part of my mind
The part I can't heal

I am being forced back there
To the cell
I have tried to escape
I had stuck to all rules
Yet falsely accused
And imprisoned

It lives in me
It is under my skin
Burning into my soul
Burying into my clothes
Clawing up to
My mind
Poisoning my thoughts

I am never going to escape
Maybe it is best to stay
Accept the lure and
Hint of comfort it brings
To protect the ones
That sacrifice so much
For a lost cause

It is an obscure thing
To see this as so transparent
Something so mesmerising
Accentuating it's beauty
Not to even catch a glimpse of an eye

It is said that good things take time
And I have discovered something
That has never quite left
Just burrowed beneath the surface
Never to fade or to die

It is true I have had distractions
That have drifted me off course
Leading me only to dead ends
And the mistakes that followed
Yet I've found myself a new way

I am a traveler
A drifter in seek of adventure
And the promise of new beginnings
Now I see something different
A place I could stay

I am a soldier
Going in for the ****
Bringing rage and destruction
As I bypass the three limp bodies
In the path towards you

I found you
After our short time apart
So I can trap you in my cage
And strip you of all the
Strength you knew

You are the enemy
With insanely radical customs
Talk of bringing love and safety
To something so dangerous
To a complete mess

You found me
After our time apart
So you can draw out the light for me
A contrast to the war in my mind
That couldn't get you to care for me less

We were a bud
Awaiting the growth
Of something beautiful

You forgot that
To grow
You need sustenance
And care

And so we died

Before we even
Had the chance
To truly begin

I was a disappointment, you were a waste of time.

don't feel sorry for me.
I am a competent,
satisfied human being.

be sorry for the others
who
fidget
complain

who
constantly
rearrange their
lives
like
furniture.

juggling mates
and
attitudes

their
confusion is
constant

and it will
touch
whoever they
deal with.

beware of them:
one of their
key words is
"love."

and beware those who
only take
instructions from their
God

for they have
failed completely to live their own
lives.

don't feel sorry for me
because I am alone

for even
at the most terrible
moments
humor
is my
companion.

I am a dog walking
backwards

I am a broken
banjo

I am a telephone wire
strung up in
Toledo, Ohio

I am a man
eating a meal
this night
in the month of
September.

put your sympathy
aside.
they say
water held up
Christ:
to come
through
you better be
nearly as
lucky.