I rose in the rain Where my bones feel the sweetness… And yet I cannot hibernate this It burns in me like the cold wind… And you harbor thoughts

As these so-ever slow dropping wat… A touch that seems unwanted, unmer… Feeding on my skin, eating essence Unfamiliar I stare at cold stony… Coursing from mean faucets

It’s all finished and i am sour-pu… My head drifted from eternal bliss… As the whiskey poured down my thro… But I cannot compensate  This feeling in my heart

You are my monster I tread these thimble steps reaching this cracked quiet which speaks in parables while i bramble in hatred

Midnight struck three times tonigh… Beneath the bellowing of the circu… And those lime-ridden creatures We call conscience A hammer that shrieked with drowns

In what bed does clarity sleep when the sun goes down? When modern reason has no just eff… And the beast is unleashed Is there sanctuary within the bord…

Had I been endowed with equal por… My mind would not give in to disto… My sunrise of morning glory Would be apparition of this story

Night-wise I labor by dreaming li… Tucking folds of tears  Beneath rod-curtained bricks I’ve crippled in the dreamy skies Shadows halted at its mother

I have longed For cherry trees full in bloom Amidst the gentle fingers of grand… Peeling the pea pods eternal I was a boy then

walk the nightmarish room devoid o… Teetering between the ghouls that… Pictures so clearly I wake in a s… To see the face before mine Utterly terrified of what his hand…

swallow myself every time I see yo… Words begin to form  And die in their birth I have not talents that other boys… Im scared and frightened and unsur…

My flower-wise passion drives You away to graves of my people That I loved and I yearn for They whisper secrets to me That collapse my person 

This green-eared wily boy Had eyes that betrayed him They spoke galaxies Without just approval He couldn’t spell truth

Woke from a gross imagination I sped my arteries  On tracks of fancy notions It spoke like a song Trailing backwards in thought

In the years of my youth, I was the principle of familial jo… The emerald that shown in that oct… Which bars crossed to show the bea… As a precious stone, unadulterated