The fat man sits on the bench
The mothers protest
Screaming and whailing
Another on the nest
Take the pill
Better today
All the bad things go away

The fat man sits on the bench

Flowing satin sheets
Eyes pierced on my nakedness
The virgin smell she weeps
As she trembles

My finger caressing her lips
A soft kiss I give
As my hand slowly moves across
Her hips

SPEAK TO ME!

BEAT ME!

LISTEN,

HURT ME!

TOUCH ME!

LEAVE ME!

HELP ME!
HELP ME!

GOODBYE...

Hello again..

TIME TO DIE...

Twilight Fades
Reality Sets in
For the fate
Of the inevitable begins
Straining eyes fight
To savor the night
The darkness
Takes me
Into the relm
Then I awake
To a new day in
Hell...

The Blood creeps from her eyes
Her lover erased
As I will be the only
Last memory of a face

The straight razor at my feet;

We lie intangled
on the bed
For I now feel the bullet

Into the dark days of hell
We ride;

The shower of bullets rain
and to live another day
Only God may decide

Fallen brothers left to
lie in the mud
As the river we follow
Turns to blood

Speak to me with daggers

Cuddle me with glass

Kiss me with lips of poison

Into your eyes

The truth at last;

Now sleep,
sleep,

Forever,

My Unfaithful...

Drunk again you cry

funny you are tonight

Sober again you sigh

Tomorow we may fight

Drunk again you scream

Tomorrow its a dream

drunk again you are

Tomorrow
I am gone...

In a ocean of red you calm me

The darkness of night you hold me

Your words always heal me

You are everything to me

For without out you

I would be nothing

But me...

Past stale
Memories loud and vivid
Blood stains wash away
But scars still remain

Repress to a void
leaves no chance ahead
To struggle,
To be strong,
To overcome
But the scars

My shadow cast upon the unforgiving walls
As I pass through the darken alleys
awaiting my next move
It hears my call

In the dark
It feels my temptation
It smells my fear

Scattered the room
cracks on the table
Quiet in the hall
Glass on the floor
On eggs shells we shall walk
For rage no more
Silence our mood
Nows cracks on the wall
The rage is back

To the hole you say?
My pleasure to descend,
No fear;
It is here,
my only friend

To the hole you say?
Again I obey!
Your liquids I thirst
In the hole I love to play

Shouting tongues, at peace you are
Tomorrow begins another repent

On knees; with empty thoughts
The green color makes you rise

The pleasures you thirst
Must be fulfilled once again

I stare at the dark stain on the ceiling
I sip on my glass of whiskey
I sit Alone
The TV off
Table and four chairs
The table is bare
Except;
My gun and bullets rolling beside it