Almost in ComatoseYou wake.Head swimming, eyes glazed over,Throat red and swollen.You throw a leg,Misjudging the distance,Between bed and floor.You collapse,Heavily onto the tatty carpet,Unfocused eyes misguiding you.You grunt.Your body folds upwards,Hands and feet together,Ass in the air.You can't get a grip,You fall again.This time you stay there,Crying aloud;"Mummy!"You poor, poor baby.
Let You GoI'll be your lifeline;Don't sacrifice me for the depths below,Because I will never let you go.
RoadkillLeft for dead on the side of the road,I find myself wonderingJust how long I'll be hereBefore someone chances across meAnd believes me to be more than a dead slab of meatUnfortunately I reek,Of a thousand rotting corpses,And no one in this world,Would dare hazard me a glance,Because I'm far gone as far as they're concernedThe rain starts falling,In a dreary slant of a downpour,Washing from me all hope of salvation,Pulling me into a stream of sorrow,Dragging me from my home on the side of the roadThe stream of sorrow drags me further along,Further away from the home I once loved,Into the outskirts of where I wish not to be,And all I can think is that I'll be forever alone,Decomposing slowly in a gruesome mess of blood and gutsI can't even tell you what I am anymore;My body is disfigured; my face chewed off by crows,The weather carries away my limbs,The sun boils my flesh and fades the beige of my bones,Until you can't even tell that I am road kill.
We Thank YouWe watch the worldWith closing eyes,SilentlyPraying to the GodsFor a quiet goodbyeWe watch the worldWith mourning eyes,SilentlyCrying hollow callsTo a loved one's last goodbyeWe watch the worldWith weary eyes,SilentlyStriving for release;We want no more goodbyesWe stop watching the worldBecause of the pain and the hurt,Nothing hurts more than the pain of another,As we watch the scars spread,From one heart to anotherWe lift our heads to the skies,Shield the Sun from our eyes,And though we've lost loves to the hold of Forever,We reflect on their lives,And the times had togetherWe thank you,For every waking momentYou allowed usTo know you
The World Matters NotWe hear but we do not listen.We see but we notice nothing.We touch but we do not feel.We taste but we do not savour.We smell but we do not inhale.Oblivious to the world,We can only fall harder,Mislead,Misguided,Misunderstanding.Like shadows to a darkening world,We exist and never question,We never know,Never see,Never care.We see not,We hear not,We taste not,We smell not,We touch not,But only that of ourselves.No one else matters.
Perfect StrangersWe're not talking simply about a change of plan here
We're talking about a change of identity. We're not changing the environment; only ourselves. We're going to alter who we are, so that we become Perfect Strangers to ourselves
I stand behind the sink. On the linoleum floor below me are small drops of water that slowly stream into a puddle as more drops fall from my face. I look up at the mirror. My eyes are red, mascara is running down my cheeks and the foundation on my face turns into a slimy paste as I stare at my reflection."What have you become!?" A voice inside my head yells at me. I close my eyes tightly, shutting out my reflection."I don't know" I reply to it, inhaling a stream of mucus back up my nostrils. Another tear streams down my face, and I open my eyes to see a new streak of black makeup drawing a parallel to the other side of my face.I let my gaze fall down the mirror. I watch as my body goes from head, to shoulders, to waist, hips and thi