SullenInnerChild

Taunt me with that frown of yours
Its similes and metaphors
Undressed me with a poet’s eyes
And watched me choke on my denial
You spoke to me in measured tones
Shifting muscle, skin and bones
A glance that echoed volumes
On a face that weathers storms

Before the courts of conscience, I stand alone accused
But the questions fall unanswered on the sunset of a bruise
When the voices in your head cease their chattering to scold
Your sullen inner child will pull the heads off all her dolls

Answering unspoken pleas
Touch on insecurities
Wake the spectre of the past
Its malice keeps you tethered fast
Stalked by its malignant prowl
Haunted by bestial howls
My futile urge to ground you
Earns me scant reprieve

Before the courts of conscience, I stand alone accused
But the questions fall unanswered on the sunset of a bruise
When the voices in your head cease their chattering to scold
Your sullen inner child will pull the heads off all her dolls

So you go
I can't follow
Deep inside
The guilt you shouldn’t feel

Flashback to a black caress
Suffered long under duress
Gagging on unwanted love
That came unbidden from above
Sinking deeper still within
A new voice born disturbs the din
You peer around bewildered
And you take the time to breathe

The Narrator

Frames your eyes as they look into space
Can't see life beyond these mirrors
All of your friends they go and come
Always seeing something wrong
They hope you never end this way
They hope you never end this way

I see your heart beating raw
I see your face
I see your eyes veering off
and I hear your voice
Your laughter could fill the room
And your laughter once filled this room

There are no words to this scene
No supporting cast, no props, no curtain
The narrator's gone for a minute...
And the director's on the phone

The scenary is just bare bones
I hear no prompt from the wings
A spotlight shines in my face
But still I stumble on

Your voice seeps from my head
DO NOTHING
I hear you. I obey. You heckle and jeer.
Seems I'm wrong whatever I do
Your laughter fills the room
Your laughter fills the room

Feel just like a virgin on my first night
Feel just like a virgin
As your laughter fills the room
Your laughter fills the room

I hold your hopes high
I pull your ropes tight
As I take my final bow
I am alone

The Son

Son I think it's time we spoke
Recently you've seemed remote
You've got it in you to be great
I've planned your progress to the grave
You're going to make your father proud
In a way I will allow
Your potential will be shown
Your success dictates my own

Swallowed pride sticks in craw
Learn to cope imperfectly
Learn to take life on the jaw
Son, you'll fit in perfectly

Don't you cry, don't you bawl
Or I'll give you something to cry for
Go through life with iron fists
A punch avoided's a victory missed
You're going to make your father proud
In a way I will allow
Your potential will be shown
Your success dictates my own

Swallowed pride sticks in craw
Learn to cope imperfectly
Learn to take life on the jaw
Son, you'll fit in perfectly
Know your place, keep in line
And you'll get on famously
Live your life just like mine
Welcome to my legacy

I Am Divine

Veined and spidered photos of girl with tomorrow eyes
A niaive lyric written by a younger hand than mine
Let them sleep, let them sleep
It's past, move on
Put them back in the box
Marked "do not dwell upon"

Breathe the ghosts between the lies
Haunting embers

Waking hagged and laden down, air rushing to my lungs
White noise from the ceiling fan sounds like some foreign tongue
Let me sleep, let me dream
Without guilt, without shame
Seratonin reuptake inhibited again

Still the fire that brands and binds
Sears and twists me
Nightmare faces in the flames
They reach and beckon

The dark has a life of its own
It voice makes no sound yet it's spoken your name
Shakes the memories loose from myself
And replays them over and over again...
to an audience of one....
replays them over and over again.....and again......
and again, til the dawn

Hands raised to the sky to touch the two faces of god
Ankle-deep barefoot to ground me - stand where no other has trod

The absentees walk in glee
And talk of beliefs in murmurs
We once conspired to flee this shire
And start our flight
Under auroralight

Under fire from all sides
I will not change, I am divine
And though betrayed and compromised
I will not break, I am divine
Head in hands for old times
I know no shame, I am divine

So here I am, uncomfortably exposed
I'll hide my intentions behind innuendo
And an uneasy underused smile
I flash at you from behind my guile

Music's deep within my soul
It defines me
Take this melody and go
But sleep uneasy...

Confession of a Willing Canvas

And if you cut me I do not bleed, I speak
Scratchy dry apologies for failings I can’t quite fathom
Even so I see your ire and I know
Somehow I’m the cause, I’m the reason

So take up this marker pen,
Permanent and black
And write of how I wronged you
A thousand times upon my back
Use expletives, symbols, anything
And then start upon my chest
I’ll wear it as a warning
And a lesson

And if you strike me I do not bruise, I sing
Faltering notes of a song I once heard
Forgive me for muddling the lines
It was years ago that I last knew the words

So take up this marker pen,
Permanent and black
And write of how you’ll fuck me
A thousand times upon my back
Use expletives, symbols, anything
And then start upon my chest
I’ll wear it as a blanket
And a prayer

If you mark me with your wishes and your words it will not sting
Layers upon layers of your guilt upon my skin
Let me be your manuscript, your canvass, your possession
I’ll wear it til it fades - my decoration, your confession

And then take up this marker pen,
Permanent and black
And scribble in chaos
Till you’ve covered my back
Use expletives, symbols, anything
And then start upon my chest
I’ll wear for love
And for comfort