No Lights

How we tell each other that it'll all be fine

That it'll all work out

While we know for ourselves that it's a one way lane 

With no lights after dark

Picking Flowers

My mind is bleeding

Leaking like a blown up sewer

Wanting but can't be reading

All the good things become the fewer

My guts are boiling acid

Emotions are running loose

The mind remains flaccid

Picking flowers to braid a noose

Hunting people, saving things

Trapped in a room with truth

Death comes crying as bells will ring

Righteous murderer, who lets you choose

The son of guilt will be the herd

The blood runs down from the moon

'Cause someone must grasp the reins

And bring all hell down on you

Cough

Waking up staring down a gun barrel

The hatred is filling the lunga of a drowning baby

I want to murder an destroy everything in my way

Most of all myself

Have you ever woken up staring down a gun barrel?

I wonder exactly how long it will take

Before somebody even notices I'm gone

But I'm done with my thoughts

I'm done with your actions

I'm done with these feelings

I'm done with what I see

If I cough one more time, I'll slit my fucking throat

If you say a damn word, I will choke

The Cause

I am running out

Of these hollow fields

What I'm stuck here for

No death could ever heal

The cause is a mind

And for that there is no pill

The earth is spinning on

As I am standing still

Such amount of weight to shoulder

It's much too much to bare

I'll dig a grave much deeper

Than the love I always shared