the moon disguised
nightmares and vivid stares
they'll keep on whispering your address
aspirin pain kills
what will remain after the rain (2012)
we stand today
frances jane
turbulent times
frances jane
heart stains on the ground

that knotted black dress covers up whole
the gaping wounds upon my soul

reciprocation sleep but i can't get a wink

flesh on flesh
is that what it is to be free
tied to another pulsating body
connected at the seams
i've never felt it
thought i did, tried to believe i was in it
but it was all just a wishful dream
you weren't the one for me
as mush as i needed it
bedrooms filled with silent heartache
silence isn't the answer
but it was sacred to me
i'll never forget it but you have
that knotted feeling in my belly
left me broke down begging for change
that feeling is dead now
conjured up in no one
doomed to wander searching for that dream
but it won't matter
my indifference stops the nerves from firing
lying down in an icy grave
searching for a light
you walk on with no remorse
but i can't shake you off
he was the bastard that broke off the marriage of minds
laugh now you won the war
surrendered i look on and wish for what once was
you aren't ugly to me through the bullet holes
no, your beauty is locked in a box
passed along through those girls
it's not mine no, it never was
but i gave up my postage to get you along
ride on to the sun
it's where you belong
but it would be nice if you could give me back
what is mine
your heart undeserving of my soul
and make me swear to keep it to me

hydrogen peroxide

scalpel down to the bone
no it don't hurt
but i am bleeding
stitch it up with your loose heart string
alcohol antiseptic
but the scar breathes
makes a prominent reminder
every time i move my hand...

what do your write when you have everything to say. when everything is so convoluted clear in your head. when you can't fix anything as hard as you try. i've dug a hole six feet deep. buried alive but not strong enough to die. aging fast sped up truth. it's all so hard. troubling times, trying to forget. push and scream dance it through but it doesn't leave. fake smiles and false reality. it's not so hard to see. truly. look at my face. under eye bags black and blue. nightmares of abandonment. can you figure it out? figure out what. self placed exile. hitchhike to get back to where you started but no one will offer a ride. for now walk the miles without shoes and proper protection. cast a light and everything will be alright. it grows back. slow but true. purer and more real. faces pass. pass judgment. don't you see? what do i see? false sense of reality born. mirrors lie but what do you expect. living in that dream world makes for false expectations only to be crushed under proper light. where are we in this strange new world. it's difficult to tell exactly what is right and wrong. virtual ruin. rise and fall in succession. but what if what goes up doesn't come down? where do we go from there. point A has moved distorting pictures. burn the past. we were all so silly then. what once was knowledge... truth is petty...