Hours until I open my eyes
They’re sealed shut
Things are odd
Can’t kick the feeling
I’m closer to God
Last night is just a forgotten time
Like the words that wait between a rhyme
My head is throbbing
My tongue tastes sour
I think I’ll lie
For another hour
But can I even lie anymore?
Sure, I can rest upon the floor
But the other lie
That my lips touch
Has made me hurt
Far too much
My limbs are just as good as gone
My wishes are not waited on
They will not move
They will not rise
Not even tears
Flow from my eyes
Memories flood back into my brain
Like wine that does the carpet stain
Pushing fluids
Under my skin
The rush up my arm
Of a delightful sin
The clock is telling me I should wake
To smooth out the same, old mistake
But something’s changed
It’s hit the knife
Someone has cut
Right through my life
It was not how I thought it would be
No blinding light to comfort me
Dark fingers closed
Around my heart
Until the steady drum
Ceased to start
As morning breaks across the skies
Six black figures wipe their eyes
I want to tell them
For I haven’t yet
That we all deserve
What we get
