Eliot (cirrhosis) wrote in poetry4healing,
Eliot
cirrhosis
poetry4healing

Two songs I wrote today. I'm thinking of combining them into one.



"The Truant Within"

Vendetta’s heart
The opiate of open eyes
Ringing of the predetermined
Vises of your mind
And the taste of
Radio’s mistakes
The grace of mourning

Criminals erased for illusions
Of a land of forgotten youth
Perfections through transgressions
Of God’s mouth

Raven’s teeth through
Dagger smiles on faces of
The forsaken demons frozen
Sleepwalker’s bliss
What haste of
Surefire skies
Of animus mistakes

Too tired to continue
On cursed foreign roads
The freedom from security
The relief of well-sold shame
Please, please rediscover me
Please, please heal the love in me

Devoured twice
Mistakes you mistook for love
Are cursed as you were
On fate’s final day
Drastic feasts
Injuring time
You never saved

Criminals erased for illusions
Of a land of forgotten youth
Perfections through transgressions
Of God’s mouth

And if all you can do
Is what I taught you
You know, you know
You know my fault
Is my heart stain



"The Heretic"

Estranged in the darkest hour
This is how I’m freed
The jewels of what you thought
You knew was best for all
And behind riot walls
All the anarchy
Of love’s demise

Have you charred horizons?
Have you destroyed hate?
Have you made solutions
To solve made-up mysteries?

But the world revolves around
The divers and their spines
The wings sprouted through grace

And this is the length of our
Final run through fate
The crystal-proof forensic
Darker than the caverns of
The land beyond the
Riot walls of
Love’s demise

Have you charred horizons?
Have you destroyed hate?
Have you made solutions
To solve made-up mysteries?

And raining down upon us
Zeppelins fall to drown
The bitter love’s mistake
Of fallacies in youth
And riot walls will
Crumble for the sound
Of love’s demise

Have you charred horizons?
Have you destroyed hate?
Have you made solutions
To solve made-up mysteries?

The master churning plan
Of affection’s final voice
This is the passionate blood
Of final transgressions
And hidden through your haze
Was the key to your truant’s
Demise of all there was
Demise of sun-struck love
Demise of the final tide
Demise of the innocence
Your doven smiles left behind

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