We worry about swords
guns and of mass destruction weapons...
What happens when heart and soul
find that missing piece...
Tonight, while my children sleep,
I'll walk out of the house...
Isn't it funny,
How it doesn't make a sound...
Like water showing a reflection,
My mind is lost with no direction...
Interestingly
he never reminisces...
Absence works to demoralise;
when the feeling's lost...
I've got nothing left,
drained in such a way...
Every step taken brings us closer
to our last breath, do we control...
Give me the news like
I take whiskey and coffee...
She lies on a table
with needles hanging...
God, I'm
drinking...