What You Used To Live For
Clad in heartbreak a wraith in disguise
In a jungle of demons seeks out and finds
A view of the listless within the confines
an oasis of fabric covered steel
What you used to live for you can’t hardly feel
A tightrope walk, bringer in kind
draws the pull string taught on blinds
of a room made of dreams from dirty young minds
fragments that were wished to be real
What you used to live for you can’t hardly feel
The scene plays to screams and the lust that it brings
sweat of time in a water that drinks
from a pool of decked exers hiding meat rack winks
the ache and the quake it’s just in finding the deal
What you used to live for you can’t hardly feel
Another is made, as light kills the shade
string of pearls spent to notch the charade
the rain man is past, given to thoughts that will fade
squeaking marvel useless helpless wheel
What you used to live for you can’t hardly feel
Spent now gone is the freak of the day
lives a myth through a shallow display
what could be done now or swept in decay
finding a lie hard to spit or to steal
What you used to live for you can’t hardly feel