Friday, July 24, 2009

My Manic & I

He wants to die in a lake in Geneva,
the mountains can cover the shape of his nose.
He wants to die where nobody can see him,
but the beauty of his death
will carry on so I don't believe
him.

He greets me with kisses
when good days deceive him
& sometimes with scorn
& sometimes I believe him.
& sometimes I'm convinced
my friends think I am crazy,
get scared & call him,
but he's usually hazy.

By 1 in the morning day is not ended,
by 2 he is scared & sleep is no friend,
& by 4 he will drink but cannot feel it,
sleep will not come
because sleep does not will it
& I don't believe
him.

Morning is mocking me.

I'll wander the streets
avoiding them eats
'til the ring on my finger slips to the ground.
A gift to the gutter, a gift to the city
the veins of which have broken me down.
& I don't believe
him.

Morning is mocking me.

Oh the gods that he believes
never fail to amaze me.
He believes in the love of his god of all things,
but I find him wrapped up in all manner of sins.
The drugs that deceive him
& the girls that believe him.
I can't control you
I don't know you well,
these are the reasons I think that you're ill.
I can't control you
I don't know you well,
these are the reasons I think that you're ill.

& since last that I saw him
last that we parted
down by a river silent & hardened,
morning was mocking us.
Blood hit the sky.
I was just happy, my manic & I
He couldn't see me
the sun was in his eyes
& birds were singing to calm us down.
& birds were singing to calm us down.
& I'm sorry young man,
I cannot be your friend.
I don't believe in a fairytale end.
I don't keep my head up all of the time.
I find it dull when my heart meets my mind
I hardly know you
I think I can tell,
these are the reasons I think that we're ill.
I hardly know you
I think I can tell,
these are the reasons I think that I'm ill.
& the gods that he believes
never fail to disappoint me.
& the gods that he believes
never fail to disappoint me.
My happy man
my manic & I
have no plans to move on.
The birds are singing to calm us down
& birds are singing to calm us down.

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