Unpresent

Don’t make me wake up to the nightmare
Don’t let me rise only to fall
I know what awaits me out there
Why be there at all?

Absence

It’s better when you’re gone
And I am not supposed to judge
When still so much of me is wrong
But I can almost see the future
When your shadow isn’t quite as long.

Obedient

Fear tells me that I should run
And I obey; yes, I obey
It tells me what should not be done
And what I say; what can I say?

Every word’s a loaded gun
So go away; just go away
Fear tells me that I should run
And I obey; yes, I obey.

Void

You’ve filled yourself with anger
And wonder when you see us flinch
You don’t seem to see the danger
But you’re on the edge of everything
You always thought was black as pitch.

Cement Ghosts

Only cement ghosts
Haunting pathways and your mind
Are the signs of life

Fractions

My life’s reduced to fractions
The circle hanging on the wall
Shows my portion getting ever smaller
When I look at it at all

My escape’s inching towards completion
My stumble’s near become a fall
I find that I’m defined by wasted time
And all I can do is stall.

The Hole

You know you have a hole to fill;
You carry it around.
So as you see us standing still,
The questions run aground.

Why leave behind a shovel
Just to cover with a tarp?
Because some things are never full,
And shovels can be sharp.

Ostensible

Am I progressing or procrastinating?
Am I living or just avoiding death?
And will I ever know the difference,
When everything I’ve ever loved, I’ve left?

Presumption

I can’t battle the presumption
Carried in my words
That I’m not a channel for destruction
That I’m not better left unheard

I can’t drown out little whispers
Wearing my own voice
When I always chose my battle’s victors
And it was never the right choice.

Dead Ends

I want to go new places
But I’m afraid of how to get there
I want to meet new people
But they’re something to beware
I want to make connections
But strings are better cut
I want to talk to you again
But if I do, then what?