is there a reason to be here
a reason for the blood
when will reason become clear
’cause I’m drowning in the flood
it’s the lights and thrum
heave and hum
rattle and drum
I keep on marchin’ to nowhere
feet shufflin’ to discord
playing anarchy in my head
heart pounds out the subs
I cannot hear it’s so loud
push pull kiss and shove
hold me, hug, kiss and love
nothings that meant everything
and I don’t know how to fall any further
away
would you give your permission
for me to run into the sun,
yes you may
I continue to study the reasons
for (my)fault
I shoulda been trying to fill the cracks
doesn’t matter much why it happened
if you’re never coming back
I would
I wouldn’t
I could
I didn’t
now I study reasons to remain
I prefer to analyze November rain
I’d like to think I could
give up all this pain
but, hell
I know I’m still too vain
plus, there’s always
your legendary disdain
for forgiveness……
if forever was a Tuesday
I’d opt for dark.
Like pretty much 100% of the other things you have written….I am always compelled to say.
“damn!”
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Thank you Eric 🙏. Really appreciate your continued support
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A beautiful rhythm, it resonates!
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Thank you Malcolm
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Ah analysis fucks you up methinks!
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it does indeed my friend
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I LOVE this!
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Thank you 🙏🖤
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Reblogged this on and commented:
Olde Punk
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another grand slam!
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Thank you my friend 🙏❤️
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Not to get kinky but those last lines struck me like a whip.
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What wrong with a little kink? Heh, thank Henna 🙏🖤
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