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Saving my Sleep for the Sirens

The frame, the friction
It’s the reason that we all become aware
And we change for no reason
Some say it’s better to fall asleep and disappear
It’s time we finally look at what we’ve done
And wake up…

~*~

I cannot sleep, this haunt persisted to stay

I need a hand here to suffocate my throat

Lie, otherwise I won’t have another today

Amidst arctic isles and glaciers I will float

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Don’t they know that’s all I dream about?

Perhaps I am just too ambitious to forget

Say I’m right, indulged in septic fantasies

Teetering at the edge of a cliff over death

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But my jealous mind is pushing me farther

I couldn’t dissolve my nightmares, after all

Standing with my back against the red sun

And screaming, I have never felt more tall

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I am another thought that lacerates skins

If you bleed out because of me, so let it be

Seeking an escape, the exit sign’s blinding

And I’m chasing circles away from misery

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I am slipping out, my foothold is unstable

Through rain and ashes, I bathe in debris

Threads unravelling of stitches miserable

I cannot fall from touch, never sedentary

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I’ve wished for a dollar that I won’t be rich

They call me insane, but that’s the way it is

The point I try to make is never transparent

But the light from my lies makes it apparent.

~*~

So here we are, we’re waiting for a fall
And on the radio they’re calling on satellites
Like they’re going to save us all…

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re-drown

we have wound back

to where we all started

zero degrees farenheit

the rain slashes torrents

of the heartbeats that slow

and the blood that boils

into the misdemeanour, as

unforgivable as my vice

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we have drawn back

to where it all started

a hundred degrees celsius

the circles tracing our steps

of the nerves screaming agony

from the blood that thins into

an unescapable ocean wave

and if there was any way out

let me learn how to swim.

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Sans Voix

The tiny stitches

You’ve sewed into my lips

Won’t let me go

I can’t speak, I can’t speak

Flying freedom

I fathomed wrongly to have

Snatched tongue

Waywardness I seek, I seek

Of the only place

Where I am sound of mind

You’ve stifled it

Let me sleep, oh let me sleep

The single thing

That’s keeping me barely alive

You’ve hijacked

I couldn’t keep, I couldn’t keep

In melancholia

Drops of blood and respiration

And dried tears

I shan’t leak away, I shan’t leak

I vain escaping

The dark solace you have ruined

And once again

Against your poison, I’m weak, so weak…

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escapism

i’ll climb

out of my skull

and attend

my own wake

i’ll die just

to live once again

if that meant

a temporary escape.

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Sh*t Happens

Clocks on the wall, talk to watches on the wrist
It’s the moments we relive, it’s the moments like this
When it’s time to get ill, we be so ahead of time
It’s the moments we achieve, best believe it’s the moments

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Choking on shoelaces, eating your own name

Slathered amounts of a faked reversible fame

Eyelids heavy with mascara and lack of sleep

The unruly dreams that weren’t yours to keep

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Unkempt hair and façade of flowery smiles

Profound Neverland poets in mapped-out styles

Mystical themes and a darker spark to excel

And the gibberish words you throw down the well

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The cruel irony of it all, of the empty room mess

Until we’re all borrowed and we’re all obsessed

Imageries of sedation to escape every inclination

Treading on hallowed ground and imagined freedom

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Ethereal tongues cut off the heavenly songs they sung

Adventures and threat, palms chafing on ladder rungs

The lethal dagger of time nears sinews of thin throats

Inconvenient demise popping eccentric egos so bloat

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The world is a weight, sinking with excessive wait

Recesses of marianas abyss, the hope coming late

Dusty pills, rusty medicines, oiled bones set to grind

Melding thought balloons, chronic timelines of a mind

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Assuming you’re just a coward, refusing to see this reality’s exuberance

Reasoning your existence is but a tangled storm, relying on your defiance

But don’t wait for the starving zeppelin future to just eat away your name

This is life and shit happens, so wreck your own misery and don’t pass the blame.

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Caution: FRAGILE THINGS

Scratching at the floor inside my mind.
They all accept the lie
So bury what you are outside
Brother, please don’t be afraid of me
I know you’re tortured within
And your eyes look hungry again
But I’ll never wander, my friend…

~*~

…I know you’re broken again.

Dropped around so you put a faint sloppy smile on your flushed face that winds up dead

You’re ripping pages apart and erasing carefully those ugly murky dark finger ink stains

That betray the crimson words and scarlet fevers that your wounded soul has already bled

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I know you’re broken again.

Not handled properly, so you bite on your chafed ragged fingernails to the very bone

And when your absconded voice runs out of sappy silver songs to hear and lend

All that screeches in your knotted earphones is lyrical dissonance and static tones

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I know you’re broken again.

Tossed about, and that bubbly sweetened façade fizzles, falling tastelessly flat

You’re stabbing rueful aching defamations that your hushed lips never meant

And even God gets tired of your weakening queries of who’s and why’s and what’s

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I know you’re broken again.

When those fragile blue glass eyes never really quite meet the glance of faith

Grimaced mouth waiting to snap, twitching like ochre flaming moths in pain

Drowning in shots after shots of stinging ethanol in a pub to sober up your hate

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I know you’re broken again.

When every quiet whisper of your heart chambers reek badly of senseless suicide

Backed by the clanking chains wrapped in your shallow breathing throat, paced to remain

When your serpentine skin sheds to bare a beastly monster into a somnolent night

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I know you’re broken again.

Those transparent crystal dragonfly wings will always continue crumbling down, sweetie

So just tell me, just tell me, confess under these chandelier midnight skies and silent drumlins

Won’t you tell me the truth already, ’cause I really thought that I never meant to hurt nobody

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I know you’re broken again.

Falling apart into fettered jigsaw pieces, wading soggy and silent on the shower floor

Scalded glimmering tears and soap-studded scars, and down the rusty drain they blend

Screaming nothings to the stained tiles and they only echo back until your ears are sore

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I know you’re broken again.

And you know I can see past your haunted dreams and marionette theatrical show

And we both know I also spend a thousand nights awake caught in emotions of frigid snow

I can see through your perfect acting, I’m just another actor who crashed your play though

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I know you’re broken again.

With those telltale signs, those nuanced symptoms, those empty orange prescriptions

You’re shaking pink pills and suppressing purple chills and tasting bitterly warm oxygen

No complex mystery, only crestfallen sympathy, honestly, you’re mirroring my every depiction

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No need to hide and desensitise and patch up with poignant pretty lies, I know you’re broken again

You’re a dimming lightbulb with a flickering glow of hope and it’s shattering my hued fairy lights when

There’s no need for wasting life on lost farewells and waiting list-prayers, I know we’re broken again

But we’re tangled selfishly in our own great escapes, caught up in sin, why didn’t we think to just fix each other then?

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…I know we’re broken beyond repair.

~*~

This is not what I want
But now it’s what I need
Can I just have one more taste
Just to make it through the day?
You’re tangled in
You’re tangled in the great escape…

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