Karma

You son of a bitch
taking him away
to the lies and deception
you introduced that day!
Why can't you just be a real friend
and keep the lone wolf cravings at bay?
I hope fate cashes in
when true love finally looks your way
and you lose someone to drugs
like I just did today

You son of a bitch
promising not to leave me --
then sneaking away again
pretending not to decieve me
Insulting me to the core
not bothering to retrieve me
by asking total forgiveness
for the lies you told to mislead me
and now I have nothing
but six broken hearts that are bleeding

Italicized Numb

I cling to you like
solidified superglue
but you scratch, peel
and bend back
my strong, loving grasp
until the bones in my fingers
finally give way and crack
One break, equals one tear
producing the sum of my fears:
I hold tightly to nothing
and you're never here
I'm broken --
(italicized numb)
as my once permanent grip
comes completely undone

Midnight Tears

You only show me love
when you really fuck things up
You only show your pain
when you pierce my tender heart
You only turn around
when I hide inside of my cave
Then and only then
do you remember
the promises you made...
When you need more space
I give you oceans to roam
and when you crave new company
I watch you leave our home
My lips can't break the distance
to whisper into your ear
reminding you of who we are;
to bring you right back here
Atonement is short lived...
flooded by midnight tears

Spare Key

Louder than the Raven crying out Nevermore!
The scavenger flaps her wings and screeches
outside of your slightly cracked door
More powerful than the beating of the Tell-Tale Heart
A murderess plans her victim's death
from the very start
Painful like a repeated
graphic, horror flick torture scene
A sick, twisted killer hacks at my bones
until my soul is picked clean

Angry, enraged like a predator
would never want its prey to be
Now I'm the one waiting outside of your door
but I have a spare key...

Inked

You don't understand
my thoughts aren't yours
I made different plans
because you were unsure
You'll never take a stand
unless you slip into my soul
and since it isn't possible
just tattoo yourself
with my modified golden rule:
use a shaky hand
and an overzealous knife
Do unto others
after they fuck up your life

Signs

Congratulations
you've crossed the thin line
between
you fucked up my life
and
you are doing fine
it seems
Where nothing heals my heart
no matter how much time
you need
Apart or near -- is still away
when you post no signs
of missing me