Drowning

I've fallen deep and down spiralling out of control
No longer can I defend the mind the morals my home my land
Your sweet infection has claimed my mind my soul and thrown it
Into chaos disconnected from all reality and for this world a misfit

But a misfit's just what I was I am I want for
I want little more than to escape slavery to the world its whore
Slapped around beaten and scarred for daring to breathe to strive
For freedom you see through the fa├žade I'm like a clear pool but dive

Full of desire too anxious to escape splashing into the open air
The exposure burns its flesh and it's battered back down
Meanness and horror dwell deep inside where now I've fallen
Unable to see the light above only praying one day to hear my calling

To rise above these demons that caress me so intimately
Fill me with dark love someone save me pull me from the sea
Again I will fly burst through the clouds but not tonight
Drown sink asphyxiate in this emotion and some day I live

Night Train

On this night I hear again an engine’s rumble in the distance.
A whistle shatters the silence, calling me to behold.
I go out to watch the boxcars,
the logos, the graffiti, the locomotion.
As I nearer the train, the trembling of the wheels
against metal becoming deafening,
as it comes around the bend, light shatters the darkness.
The track is revealed, but my eyes are blinded.
The track seems to stretch
endlessly into the distance, the train
so far away.
So I step onto the track and stare into
the light,
and it shatters me.

The World Cannot Stay Big

The world was so wide, so great, and so real
you could reach right out and touch it. You could
feel rain, taste sweet, admire the greatness.
Perhaps all good things must fall into
oblivion. Annihilation
forever inevitable, so
take one shot so the world gets a
bit smaller. Take one more as dreams
become the better half of
life. So small becomes the world.
Walls close in. The ends of
the Earth come into view.
Then catatonia
sets in with brief gasps
in between. The songs
fade in and out
and the world gets
so small. Repeat
those words. One
last time. Just
one, always.
Until