Monday, December 22, 2014
Take my sun and go
Lock me inside this door
Strangle me, dreary cold
Count my clothes, for my naked vow
Your love on this wounded skin, shall know
Dressing for arrival, yet another wish to blow
Madness and honesty in escaped holes
Sobriety they wouldn’t hold, my rage, my woe
Don’t call me insane, think you can tell?
Is this the planned robbery on legally named
Or just the pay for sympathy, my days unknown
Just to be alright, tell me!