writing

deadnote

just wanting to fry
in the peak of bulging eyes
take me to the place
when i love myself

so content with a mirror
its been so long ago
and now im out of control
i stare now into my third eye

she said hes sstuck on his own looks
and hes piercing a heart
with a single thread of hair
and the blood is pouring out

how to say goodbye
how to say hello
how to walk freely
without the hitch

deadnote

such a sad poem
she hates him for that
life is so simple
she prays for death

regret never dissolves
the moon is gone tonight
hoping that tomorrow
she throws all his things away

renewell is his prayer
innocence is the drift
that flows through his heart
her and him

a thousand times before

deadnote

i wake up with a new name
thrown out all my things
searching for some control
when all i save is lost

i find my heart on the outside
and my bones cant be seen
on the picture underneath a smile
never to be a baby again

so far away
so happy to find my wife
and to reach
and to pray

but even flow sings the song