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Eric Feb 2019
There are many words
To describe my blue
Kinda thing I don't understand

Dreaming of unbearable
I am a boy going through the desolation cables
Fighting things I can't forget
Searching for the things I can not get

Down on an anxiety road
All strung out on a heavy load
Towards the end of times
Full of stuff that doesn't rhyme

Blue moon chases me
While I am dreaming of a single heartbeat
In a drowning city heat
Slowly turning into midnight sea
Eric Feb 2019
I lie alone among the walls
Everything is grey and white
I got full moon in my eyes
I am on my way to satellites

Sweet young nurse,she said I was the worst
thing she could recall
Or the worst thing in this zoo
Is it monday or a tuesday
Or a ******* 21st century
They cuffed me to the bed
Til my hands and feet turned red
They said I am a mess
5 minutes from the Davies chest
There was a white-haired guy
He looked like a retired god
Finally at his place
In his greek-styled cloth
Everyone fell off the wagon right into one place
They got spaced minds and swollen faces

The are all insomniac junkies and gods
They got snakes in their boots
Doing their time on a farm, they are all on the rush
And every time the nurse walks by they all have a crush

We are stuck for eternity
For many nights and days
On a halfway to sanity
To get back to our ways

Treacherous sun brought us some news
Blinded my fool moons
This wasted afternoon
Somebody may never get out of this place
Some races end in here in disgrace

Bandaged body over me,no sign of breath
First rays of light brought the first harvest of death
Eric Feb 2019
Cold night spread it's wings
I walk alone in a luminous mist
November's breath caresses empty streets
This is where I found you
And signed my death list

I kiss a vision of an absinth dream
With the eyes of embers fire
Now I count my seconds to the witching hour
When the dark is torn by the funeral pyre

Tonight all my wishes will come true
My death has never been so pure
I send you valentines
In the death of night
And spill my blood on a dotted line

I found my drug of choice
Body is a flame with the devil's voice
Decadent beauty in a false light
When I am right beside you
All the wrong feels right
Eric Feb 2019
It's after midnight and I am a live wire
I see you coming like a spark
Waves of silk and fake eye-lashes got me moonstruck
Neon walls turn to fuchsia bonfire

I've got moonshine in my veins
I am as high as an aeroplane
Flying in a search of heaven
You got me hooked deadly like a ******

I want to take my thoughts away
In the mist of dying day
Making funeral-style love
But it never feels enough

The new morning comes in a black lace hangover
Like an Arab Death you're lying on my bedside
Shining with a criminal smile of decadent lover
Being with you is like a party for suicides

— The End —