Tough Skin

done bleeding now
you left your mark
the skin is raised
over my heart
flesh wounds
carved in deep
i'll harden my skin
shed the weak

Check please!

hands placed, tenderly
then mouth to ear
your breathy words escape
laying it on thick
and I'm eating it up,
playing my part

unable/unwilling

I'm clinging to the past,
the ghost haunting my memories,
unable/unwilling to stop treading water
and just head for the fucking shore already.
I'm craving more and you won't fill me.
You're clinging to the past
unable/unwilling to see anything new
in front of you.

And now I'm holding back to see
if you're holding out on me.
And of course you are!
It's no surprise,
you ride emotions like tides.
At best I'm stuffed in the back of your mind
losing sight of what I'm chasing here.

Out of Bounds

Your disappointment knows no bounds
not even reality
or sanity
driving me to do so many things
whatever
goodnight, if you need

Pretty Lines

shake you from your ways
rolling eyes into oblivion
and back through the past
wondering what is left
only to realize it's nothing
and never was anything
pretty lines of programming
backend code
not for our eyes

Tender

Cracked a rib for you to see
raw nerves tangled, exposed.
Now poke and prod;
I'm on display.
Say it comes easy,
like pulling teeth,
but talk is cheap -
cauterize me.

Revealing Too Much

Amphetamine breath
and your truth eyes,
whats more to know?

There's no stopping this
see:
carcasses in the streets.

This pace won't last
an exotic cacophony, melody
so revealing...

loner.

Loner
not lonely
at least I tell myself a dozen times
a chosen solitude I suppose
at least I hope
and it's safer here anyway -

back to the wall,
one way out.

Heresy

Your voice isn't real anymore
your words are fallacy
I told myself long ago
this isn't something
it's in between
words and deeds
all I ever see
and
I can't reconcile what you mean
my head and heart won't meet

Midnight

Counting down
to count back up
I think I still love you,
never enough.

And who cares anyway
I'm overthinking everything
leading me back
back
back
to midnight.

Cue the clock.