fall into the rabbits hole beyond the point of

i don't know

regrets a hook without a catch and an angel keeps me so broken in lovely terms
those sexy words keep me on my toes
searching for the missing moment in this suicidle sideshow

i lie inside my masochism beside the rhythem of a broken heartbeat
floating down a river of neglectful alcohol wondering if i can forget any of this....anything at all



but i see you reflected in the sky

and each time i think i love you i have to watch a star die

i want to display that thought all over the heavens
i want to tattoo it on my head
but with how we are i suppose it might be better just pretending it was dead because i don't want to push it away



a light in the attic ten stories underground

a saw

a lock

and a candle bright
seething lost and pondering efforts of the right

reflection

the shadow bathed in emnity


cheating passed the memory of lost intent, intending to break free from this vicious circle

breathe me closer to you




i'd rather have your lips against my ear, whispering sweet accusations than the atention of a thousand adoring idolaters



naked and oblivious perhaps i don't see
and maybe you're being obvious through the eyes of a tragedy
but i'm flying with the wings of a fallen angel
do i not see you?

....perhaps i see nothing at all...


sitting inside the wicker man and ready to disappear with a lighter that doesn't work and getting dizzy from all the gasoline in here