Mine are the pearls in the dumpster
Mine are the pears, mine alone
Mine are the swings at the courts and the wheels
And the laughter of children I cannot let go
Hunger of all vivid minds
I’m 8 years old again
Still the caterpillar glides
Upon leaves of restrainment
But autumn came at last
Painted mimes will weep no more
For words had found their ways
And certain truth will come and proof
And prove your wrongs but all in vain
They stood above him laughing
Proud and solid as the heel of a whore
Wretched eels of the school yard
For whom the unlimited future smiles with a wink
The kind that David had sent to Uriah
The kind that God had doomed upon Judas
Whispering “some things never change”
Faded anatomy
Of the cell of the family
At Sale on the enemy’s
Colossal grounds
I suck on false remedies
I waste myself endlessly
I lack all that I had to give
You must have yawned away the rats
But deep in your maze
They bite at your cores
I tried to say I’m sorry
At least a hundred times or more
At last I realized
There’s nothing to be sorry for
I forever walk in circles
Like shark attack
Where there’s no water
Or a will to be saved
From my own duality
Mine are the pearls in the dumpster
Mine are the pears, mine alone
Mine are the swings at the courts and the wheels
And the laughter of children I wish not to know
Mocking past will clutch me
Raise its glass and crash me
Cheering for the good old days
Captured my honesty
Your lies had been real to me
For all that I see
There’s no respect left
My slumberless symphony
My hours were meant to be
Only for me
They’ll never be back
I sucked on false remedies
I waste it all aimlessly
I thought there is a reason
Though there’s no reason
I sucked on false remedies
I lack all that I had to give
