Ashes From Ashes

Homicidal thoughts, you’ve been staying for too long,

(a while)

While the devil him/her/itself sends me adrift.

Parting tides,

Partaking sides.

Never meant to be thrown off a cliff,

(so dangerous)

But the sides of the mountain

Stay steadily rocking,

Destined to move in the slightest bit.

Why am I holding onto something that is so easy to throw away in an ashtray?

Latent with a film only found in a chain smoker’s throat,

And a cough that seeds a disease

Worth fighting through.

(Pleasantly),

My mind takes to absence and gears towards flight,

While the guardian angels protect me at night.

An Insomniac’s Departing

Rainy eyes

And cloudy skies,

Covering up the stars at night.

Bring me hope,

Beam me light.

How I wish that I could sleep at night…