Another night, darkness reigns
Engulfed by empty aches in veins
Allowing torturing thoughts to fall
Consuming the lust to lose it all
Please, no exposure to the light
Even a 60 watt will be too bright
These eyes squint, too bloodshot to see
All the wicked terror that befalls me
Now the blood runs everywhere
I like to watch it disappear
Into the cracks onto the floor below
The neighbors will never know
Why this room is stained so red
And how the demons control my head
Leading me to destruction and pain
My actions made don’t feel deranged
Finding internal pleasure by external means
One of the lucky to live out my dreams
Such fantasies invoke my inner spirits
The sweetest song yet only I hear it
Now morning creeps back stealing time
Must close out this fun of mine
Shut my eyes, underneath a pillow
Maybe at dusk I won’t be so low
With a bash or with a slice
Tonight another roll of dice
Wake up with a certain hint of gloom
Then paint with blood, this empty room.
Copyright 2003 Loser Johnson
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