Giggle, giggle, blush

I’m up so high

What’s keeping me from falling?

Sanity, no

Glass probably

All the world looks at me like a play set

Hot wheels, no

Matchbox, probably

I could end it

Couldn't I?

Yes definitely

A Fly On The Wall

I feel the fire in the air

The fury and the fight

I smell the demon on his tounge

It lubricates the item, for which he’s bought and paid

I feel the caution in the company of the other; it’s obvious in his touch

In the alcoholic haze his reasoning has been withered

But even in inebriation he remembers what she did.

He remembers the hurt he felt

He remembers how after 12 years he found out; he fell in love with a whore.

He revels in the memory of the whore’s fist pounding at the door

He’s aggrieved as he bethinks the splashing of his tears on the cold cherry wood floor

In this moment the hurt he feels can only be mend by the touch of a stranger

Or so he thinks

As he begins to use what he’s bought, he feels his eyes begin to water

He knows this isn’t revenge, he knows this isn’t right

He pulls put

500 dollars walks out

And there he is on the floor, feeling discarded and used

Realizing sanity has slipped his grasp

Thinking of how the whore lay snug, and smug in bed.

The sweat from his pores pours cold

Erasing dreams of the two growing old

He listens to the lies the walls speak

The passion the sheets sing

The promises his heart wrote with his lips in front of 97 witnesses

It seems irrelevant as he watches the fire rise up the walls

The smoke fills his lungs and the fire loosed his soul

The whore watches as her last chance goes up in smoke

Knowing redemption has slipped from her grasp

3

Nobody knows the pain they share

The nights of drunken fear

Has torn this family apart

She drinks to relieve the pain

he tries to make her laugh

she secludes to pandemonium

It’s her only place to go

If given a chance She would die

If given a chance he would too

If given a chance she would kill them

Why is their no answer to their screams of pain?

Must only their memory remains before something is done?

If they survive Her,

Like I hope they will

Let’s hope they can change the path of self destruction

That is out of Her control