The wheel will turn.


There is no rhyme or no wrong or no season

We are all just living for no reason

When the monkey came out of the tree

He knew then he'd see me looking so we had a big party

All the world lets shake hands and sing a little song and rattle your pans

It's easy if you try I've done it before a billion years ago when the dinosaurs roared

I look at us now and we're still trying to figure it out so why not beat your chest and give a big shout

The worlds a big mess and people are looking more confused wearing earings in their ***** and writing tattoos then one day we'll meet again in the trees with our furry little children and the wheel will turn once again.

You're as cold as a statue pleading **** me so he'll touch you while I'm forced to watch you moan his name screaming out with pain I left you don't say you're sorry I'm already bleeding from your name being called from across the room trying to run at a dead end I beg you to block me like paper I'm torn.
I hate you but, darling I love you.

How foolish one must be
to believe you can live
and not die a little
For life is a beautiful lie
Thats why its such a gift
an empty box
filled with a blank slate

My sweet loving heart so true, the night so young, wind blows, trees smile in their winter glow,darkness rise, the morning fall,grown so old in that darkness grief , the night groan, tearing shining stars retaire, hurtful thoughts still awake, heart's in a shadow smile, hope dies, heart broken , artful troubled mind of a dying wish for a lost soul crawl, chances cries, redemption fails, mercy rewrite my life,if loving hurts my heart never loved

He doesn't care about you.
It's the middle of the night
And he closes the door.
Forgets that you're here,
Waiting in the darkness.

He doesn't care about you.
In a second, you don't exist.
You're gone.
Forgotten.
Left.

He doesn't care about you.
Because he closes the door.
And forgets you.
Just like that,
He doesn't care about you.

As it trickles down my heart,
I recognize you, a prime type of an Arachne,
How you roll your eyes, look down on me
All while it slowly drips onto the floor

As I frantically try to escape from the spun lines
Try to fight the inevitabilty of time,
Look around to try to sow the pieces
You see me as a rare being, a rare God

And like Petrichor my blood pools beneath me
you watch while I try to slip between threads
watch while I make the bleeding worse
Trip on my own mistakes and choices

As I get stuck in the spiderweb of Fate,
You prowl and see my heart deteriorate
See the Petrichor beneath me on the floor

I see you for what you are
And as I fail to get out of your spun lies and deceit
You advance and your poison is in my veins
Spills out through my wounded heart
And you?

                          You eat me just the same.