They always hide in the half-light
to stay away from the battle,
no matter where the night takes you
they need air to breathe.
Now thrill my mind with ecstasy,
the blessing and the curse,
we both know the enemy -
She thinks she is clever and safe.
I cannot read this line aloud
and keep it all together,
wrestling with forgotten thoughts
until the fog comes clear.
An angry young man,
hooded demon with crooked smile,
now so tired of trying to find you,
still lying through my teeth.
Blood on my shoes as a keepsake
doing time in hell
there's more to the eye
let the rain wash it all away.