Shit Storm

Beneath this wreath of broken bone
I plead comfort in your face
I find in all that I have none
And far beyond this place

As shit surrounds my weakened flesh,
Confusion’s stealing thought
Where sorrow, beauty and madness mesh,
Fields aflame my conscience caught.

For stretched between a world of two
With black magic creeping in
This path shines forth
Electric dreams of you
And I find solace here within

My course lands here beneath the sun
Just beyond the shedding trees
Where all trespasses must be undone
Before you return to me

And when you find me fresh and new
We’ll pretend that you don’t fear
The things I can not help but do
To push you far away from here