Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Erase


I hold a fire up to my skin
I can feel it burn
Down to the wire it's looking grim
but the world it still turns
Can you tell me what it was that you said
that made me feel this way? 
How am I supposed to live dead- 
did I forget to say?

I force the water over my head
now I cannot breathe
I recall the skin that I've shed
so I plant the seed
There will be one fine day
when this is dead and gone
A heavy price to pay-
am I just a pawn?

Betray me once again
light a fire inside
Tell me I cannot win
taken for a ride
Slam me down on the floor
and piss on my face
Shove me in and lock the door
so I can erase

MM 1992

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