ON THE EDGE
The trees stretched out their fingers
And tap on the windows
The Darkness is coming
It’s the season of the bat
The rustle, that you are hearing
Is the scuttle of the Rat
In the Darkness
Love lies bleeding.
Off the edge
And on the ground
Nothing lost and nothing found
Can you please sharpen
These plastic scissors
The edge has gone
I can not shave
Now I forget
The why of here
Like wearing straps
A Bondage slave.
It’s not here or the Hereafter
I am gone, but still remain
Laughing down my sleeve
Which I have torn off
Is what you see, what you believe
I like your cheeks, they feel so soft.
I stole this knife
But it has no edge
I have snapped it’s blade
So the corners shine
I rub it slowly
Cross the window ledge
The taste along
My tongue’s divine.
They say, I’m mad
But who are they
This Madness is all pretend
But who are we
Is what I say
To tell the truth
It’s all been lies
With ivory teeth
And blood shot eyes
Now, before I forget….
That the walls are soft
And stained in red
I hear some screams
They are not mine
But, they will be soon
In tide and time
I am worst, in the morning
Before the Gruel
Just like the glass
Before I smashed through
I HATE YOU….You are mine
On the edge….So Divine
I find you hard…..so hard to find
But I’m not of this world
Or so you remind.
