like foxes in the henhouse
no sanity to be found
neither residents nor caregivers
in this broken asylum
#gradschool

Out of the woodwork
Comes the spiders
Devouring your corpse

Though you're dead, you've much to give
In life you were a failure

Out the woodwork
Comes the spiders
Skittering 'cross your nose

The scent of Rose's lost to you
Away upon the wind

Out the woodwork
Comes the spiders
There's no one there to mourn

There alone there with the spiders
In death as you once lived.

Gone
into the moon
I wished
To see you soon
You have ascended to a place I cannot follow
With hopeless grace, a broken bird wallows
Alone amid the fallen blossoms
Spring to summer and summer autumns
Your presence now a hollow spectre
Born bare before my altar
Gone
Into the moon
Wish unfulfilled
My life now picayune

Ring ring ring
The phone inside my head is
Calling
Calling
Calling me to sin
It tells me
Tells me
Tells me just to jump
Get away from it all
Say goodbye to it all
One last look
back upon my life
Tells me
Tells me,
That it is time to go
Nothing here holds meaning anymore
And nothing here is holding me at all
Goodbye, my friends
I wish I had the strength
To fight that urge to throw it all away
Goodbye, my friends
I hope you’ll understand
Goodbye, my friends
The times, they weren’t all bad
Ring ring ring
The phone inside my head is
Calling
Calling
Calling me to sin
It tells me
Tells me
Tells me just to jump
Get away from it all
Say goodbye to it all
Pick up the pieces,
Go back to the board
I’ve heard those lines
I’ve heard it all before
Convince myself
To live for one more day
Convince myself
Get through just one more day
Ring ring ring
That phone inside my head
Is calling
Calling
Calling me to sin
I can’t ignore those calls for me to jump
Now I’m leaving it all
Say goodbye as I fall.

Go to sleep, just rest your eyes
In your dreams, your soul takes flight
Abandon here, terrestrial cares
Your waking hours, the real nightmare

As you are, you are enough
On the brink, you’re on the cusp
So take my words, commit to heart
And I’ll give you a brand new start

Transcend this plane, forgo this life
It isn’t worth your eternal strife
Take that leap into abyss
Embracing now death’s sweet kiss

Raise your head, eyes toward the sky
Do not weep as you say goodbye

See how the clock ticks?
Second by second; Minute by minute
Golden hands moving, moving
Never ceasing, ever changing

See her dress flow?
Lace of black, silk of red
Hugging her form; Kissing the floor

See her foot tap in anticipation?
Tap tapping, Clap clapping
Her heel scuffs the floor
Ding, scuff. Ding, scuff.

Now see her pacing
Back and forth, Forth and back

Back to the clock
Hands at a quarter, Quarter ‘til nine

Tick ticking, click clicking
Forward in time, inching towards nine

See her dainty hand rest
Upon the rail to the stairs?
Fingers tap, heels clap
As the clock ticks the time

See her raven hair catch the light?
The silver pins shine
She twirls a stray curl
The clock still  ticks the time

Five minutes left now
She sighs a slight sigh

Then the doorbells chime
As the gold clock strikes nine

An audible gasp as the door opens wide
The clock is forgotten; its tick out of mind
They head to the dance at two past nine

I want to see me through your eyes,
Disguised as smart, as strong, as funny, as beautiful.  
All these things you say I am.
All these things I say I’m not.

I look in the mirror and hate what I see.
But I love you, and you love me.
And I know I can’t live on this way
So even if it doesn’t happen today
I want to try to see me through your eyes.