Did you ever really think that you
Could erase the red that stains the page?
In the moment you seize their doubt,
Of the truth lost in drought
Did you ever wish for them,
A better end than you had lent?
Who cares to save daylight,
When the night comes reaping
And what grows when the deeds are sown?
You should have known.
Did you ever see and end or,
Was your life an endless loop?
Where your pain circles ‘round
And there’s no moment nor a sound.
Do you remember when the lies started,
Did they hide like a clown’s painted face?
Circumference of a circle closing in on your surface circus.
“Should have”
“Could be”
No more, no where.
Breathe in, breathe out
Your sick has grown
Now find your cure.
In the last breath of air
As your world’s crumbling down
Would you give up this last night -
To free the love of your life?
You should have known.
When the night comes reaping
What grows in the deeds you’ve sown?
Meant to be disorienting, think of it as a schizophrenic ‘s conscience trying to reach them
