Sleep
Before the sun comes up to get you
Or your inner demons are released
And wreak havoc to those around
Sleep
Before those demons start to control you
While each day and night twist into one
Driving you closer the the edge
Sleep
Before the moon replaces your lover
And the sun is the only one able
To reveal your pain to others
Sleep
Before your last wish is to be able
And finally with the barrel to your teeth
You've been granted eternal slumber

silent defeat
down rosy worn out cheeks
once my moon has risen
to its highest peak;
where are your rough fingertips
to wipe away my storm?
pulling back the blinds
to block out your sun.
Sleep now before they wake
for your night has reached its end
and mine has just begun.

After the lightning and thunder subsides
and the rain has been reduced
to a soft drip
off the rooftops of my suburban stomping grounds.
The only sounds that echo down the streets
are husbands coming home
to their sleeping wives
and the tree's shaking off their fresh coat.
A barren sky is set before me
with no stars in sight to keep me company
as I soul search in the streets
barefoot and longing
for my other half who'd find
this entire scene serene.

For days I lay in bed,
diving into the sheets we calmly swam within
trying to cling on to what has been
alas each time I wash these sheets
I lose a piece of you with them.
Now comes the time when I count down the days
from now, till then
in which we'll go for a swim again.
Until then, my love
I'll memorize each moment
until then, my dear
and pray for longer ones to come

Month after month
Faking normal states of mind
complying to the every need
of those around me, frantically trying
to please them so they don't see
and once I'm fine,
I grab a beer and dance all night
in strange men's basements
a smile never leaving my plastered face
and I let them sort their own **** for once

I've unknowingly made my peers
fall in love with my own worst enemy
and hate the real me

Somewhere way back when
I took a wrong turn down the wrong track
and now it seems there is no way back;
They tell me I've come so far
they say there's no point in turning 'round
yes somewhere along the way
better things will come
or another path will open
just keep on going
and going
till you find
your better times

but

what happens when they never come

Maybe I'm just ****** in the head
that's why I'm never happy,
I give, they take, I get nothing in return
but a fake safety net if it all crumbles
"but I gave you that" "remember that one time.."
sure I've done a lot for them
but the scales are never balanced
once someone calls it quits