batcurgler

I read my hourglass

Searching for the grain of sand to make my power last

The flowerbeds pass as I wander into grime and glass

while bloody sole footprints follow into my broken past

A’last

faith wavering

Pain staking

My soles shaken

step my knees quaking

my disgrace

of teen ages

run onto the stage

part of me’s taken

Eden’s in this room

taste the apple

now we naked

I’m searching for the light

in the abyss of a deep basement

all that I ever knew with the pain

was to erase it

places in my life I can’t change

so I evade it

now searching in the cloud

And What I found was the freed spaces

empty pictures hanging on the walls

building puzzles with those shattered vases

Somehow I wake up in my bed

hands glued to my sides

so to are my legs

gotta find a way out of this web

bad dream come true

He’s stuck in quicksand

Motion sick in standstills

As his chest fills

He reaches out his hands chilled.

Lost now. He’s gone too

His old man introduced him to dog food

And with empty eyes

You wonder if he ever saw you.

He’s gone now he’s long gone

When he lost hope became a pile of bones

Angry at his master

He’d destroy his own throne

He can’t let himself be

Running from himself

Then trip on his own feet

Found himself again over 12 hour sleeps

Tries to climb and finds the sand gets deeper

Selfish in his burdensome in-and-out demeanor he’s stuck in quicksand he’s succumbed to defeat

all alone, all he wanted was we

I manipulate the world around me.

steady sporting frowns.

running out of options

Thought i’d give you Neptunes crown.

words are so persuading.

we should last a while

using you for selfish reasons just to make you smile

using me for selfish things you know i’d walk a mile

selfish of me, telling you to

“trust me and the title”…

“follow me” blindfolded.

walking down the isle…

Im glad you never answered, on the phone I tend to spiral

or that you weren’t for urgent care,

you’d never check my vitals

this time i’d rather lose,

a win from you..

i’d lose my pride…

this time i’d rather lose you.