poetry
bad habit

windows shatter in my mind when you yell at me.
my heart has no choice but to try and flee.
i'm struggling here with the pain of hate.
hope it's over before it's too late.

never thought about it before.
thanks for showing me the door.
couldn't get there without you.
you say it's over but we're stuck like glue.
need a sedative to carry on.
lying dead in the blazing sun.

gonna kick the habit
gotta kick the habit
you're such a bad habit
i gotta go








Dead by morning


your love leaves my heart 
aching to be stabbed
you fill my brain with
thoughts that are bad

i've been a fool to 
think i could learn
to love your hate
your soul will burn

i may not wake
from this dream of warning
but with any luck
i'll be dead by morning



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