As the Day’s dust slowly settles
the Evening turns her back, on the Sun;
and you’ve yet to sing, the song Night’ll bring,
for the Day’s not really, quite done;

Somewhere, lurking in the shadows
with a watchful eye upon you,
lurks a demon ugly, the Dark Jzourahpaddee;
you’ll be his, before the Night is through !

There are no “tell-tale” clues, with these guys;
and you cannot “wish” them, away;
I’m afraid, my dear friend, to the “bitter end”,
it doesn't matter what you do, or say.

How dare you compare me to him?
The one who ruined everything we had.
The manipulative selfish asshole.

After all I've forgiven
My heart you've stricken
You leave me smitten.

Selflessly I was there
my love I despair
Hatred I declare.

I'm still waiting here
Behind the setting sun
where we once stayed.

Close the door to the world
blind my existence
Leave me distraught and angry.

At the bottom of a large glass
Dies, tommorrows virtue

Saintly vision; hears not
Its tethered wings
Are blind

The maverick eye; feels not
Lidded affliction
Casts its thoughts towards sleep

INFANTALIZATION

You were the first
I was the last
a child of circumstance
filling an empty space.
I sought my definition
in your shadow
a cold and dark place
a field left fallow
where no loving seed
could grow.

Your world is colorless
Your silence piercing
Your words unforgiving.
And when you speak
I am as a child
again.