From The Outside In

Colliding heights, the slender sky, descent into empty spaces
Sensational wasted fall from grace.
They’ll never give alternatives the longer you live without it.
It’s all about what you learn to hate.

In your unaltered state you found yourself to late.

I carve your name with razor blades to feel like a decade younger.
Insensible hunger from within.

Accept that poison skin
From the outside in.

Whenever I look down
And when I through my weight around
The unintended consequences die.

Nobody said instead of dead, I’d feel I was wild and futile
I never knew, blood could run so cold.

Accept that poison skin
From the outside in.

Whenever I look down
And when I through my weight around
The empty-handed meet with something worse.

A hand of narrow bone
Leads me on, among the fallen stones
Into the night less known.
Inside the needle veins
The blood is drained I lie unrestrained
And breaking down alone.
The barren centigrade,
The choices made of secrets best left kept.
However long I slept.
The absence reconciled
The wrong denial is seen through hostile eyes.
I’m waking up, I’m better dead.

Arm yourself, defend no one else.
Far inside you’re mine.
Live again. For if not now, when?
This is not the end.

Your life is compromised
Most of it was.
All your endeavour lies lost.