I thought I could show you something beautiful
But my ugliness spreads like an ink stain...

There was this guy
He was taking a hike...

When I was younger I would chase shadows
I was always in search of a darkness...

I have never been good at letting go of the past
I walk round with a constant taste of nostalgia...

Saffron days faded into sapphire nights
The atmosphere was heady and she got drunk quickly...

She burned her bridges
And cried softly as the ash melted into the waves...

With eyes fixed on the prey
The predator shifts his weight...

With the coming of the New Year
Life is breathed back into wintered bones...

I used to be a poet
And I'd spill everything onto the page...

I feel like I'm part of a movie
Where I'm the bad guy, the monster...

Eloquent tongues spit white hot poison
Each word a searing pain...

The spring fever died reluctantly
Drowned by the New York rain as the city spat out...