With each day the sun
burns a little brighter,
and my vampire eyes
are bored out of my skull.

Like an albatross around my neck it sits in the room.
Devoid of warmth, lacking a purpose.
It defeats me every time I enter.
The clean white sheets greet me with a mocking crispness.
Clean, virginal, untouched, unused sheets.
My energy and resolve are depleting,
what I nearly was is fleeting.
Time to concede these empty sheets are never to be filled.
Time to retreat, concede defeat and take the cradle apart.

lonely nights never bothered me
because thoughts keep good company
I’d rather be homeless
than hopeless

Why when I turn to you,

The final being who shows care,

Do you get angry? Why?

Little do they know I’m standing there

With a noose around my neck,

Waiting for you to tell me you love me,

To make me feel the warmth,

That I thought your heart felt for me.

But then my coffin is nailed shut,

And I again I’m left alone.

never I would've thought
that I would be over you

that your fluorescence would always still shine in my eyes
no matter how much I squinted to distort your image
no matter how much I blocked it with my hands and my mind

never I would've thought
that your beam would be out-shone

until his light made you seem so dim