If I

If I could forge a signature as we speak
The Signature embedded in my brain
I wouldn't have to think so much til i'm weak
And talk wouldn't be in vain

If I could wash my hands in your blood
I'll be cleaner everyday
I wouldn't feel guilty and then not be judged
By harsh tongue, dead men and prayer

If I could walk alone naked in the night
And feel as warm and safe as a cradle
Wander further and further out of sight
the Home I made, is deep within the jungle

Suffocate

On the coldest day
Rain falls
Blackened body of water
Lies still, waiting to spit...
To spit envy...envy against the sun, the moon and the stars
For this very moment can no longer wait
Heavy mass of clouds loom menacingly above
Waiting...waiting...to...
Suffocate

Antidote

Back to that familiar place
Once again....a place where all dreams burn
Hope is a foreign word...love is a disease which needs a cure
And heartbreak a lesson we one more time must learn
So Im once more in search of the anitdote
Cure this life wrecking disease...relying on hope
Such feelings are for optimists
No qualifications here, Im a pessimist
I lay my pens down...
My writing is done....
Heart numb.....
I will not fight
Because there is no battle
I will keep running further and further
I will hide all fear, the pain and be strong
Let bitterness be the veil over any situation
I will search for the cure for this disease
Its over-rated, just like a typical Walt Disney film
Call me cynical, (thank you) but its time i back out
Its like i made a deal with the devil, Life just keeps getting fucked up.