Money too much, children’s laughter;
Fall apart beneath the moonlight.
Make me cry tears of blood, ever after;
I think I want to die tonight.
Dog bite scar puts pain to skin;
Leave it out and let me in.
Kiss my soul with teeth of barbwire.
Let me remember you within the fire.
Whisper words of wisdom and lets all jump across to hear them;
Another dead singer living on the edge of oblivion.
Wasting away in a puddle of blood;
Never been in love, because love’s no good.
Whispers scream through echoes of violence,
In the cold dark silence I see them cry.
Smother me with love, because love is blinding.
Drift away into the clouds up above in the sky.
Want it too much to earn it, or find it;
Give it to me easy, but it’s never enough.
Flew into the sun in search of new sights;
Laying here blinded by God and his version of love.
Money too much to bring pleasure to me,
Set me free with poetry in poverty.
Howl at the moon to release the endorphins,
Scream at her now she will listen to you.
Give me anything, but let it be broken,
I have nothing left to give to you.
Fire raging along the border,
Corner me and I will bite you back.
You want me to be something smarter.
I can’t do that. Creativity I lack.