Lachesism, a sweet narrative for a remote not so close encounter underneath hideous backdrop stories eh?

Bloodsuckers flash their teeth
During the accidental encounter
Gloomy eyes, scales to be peeled at night
Someone call the police
Go now and kill your own mother
Monsters do love to be misunderstood
Lone wolfes thrive and sorry dollface,
that just a fucking fact.

Read between the lines,
cement at your own peril
What's another opinion at the asylum
where the predictable meets no friends
Voices floral allies, at least get back
mediocre insanity, built sonder bridges
victims of suffering beyond  recollection
Lone minds age faster and sorry dearest,
that just a fucking fact.

I dread this dull accusations
Gun to the temple, relationships measured
at the drop of a teaspoon, preference an act
your venom dances at the tip of an able tongue
not a picky eater bloodsucker, remorse a charade
If I do get caught dangling my legs across the branches
of this Life's tree, it is solely because my agility permits
makes it so that hanging does not cut it
That shine orb caressed by the sunlight,
my scissors stained with criminal intent

Should I be made to eat my own teeth
would they smile as they carve me up like a pig
Off tilt, chaos induced disorder
if I do bite my nails to the root
Somehow my fingers, succulent and chewy
Confess, let us settle this as good civillians should
They might embellish your organs, should taste just right.

Salivating as I panic
What would you do?
If your honorific manner, rather
Your ugly grimage provoked an open season
Had desecrated the general consensus
'Messed that shit up a bunch'
Solid object connects to my smile, abstract
Only to those that did not feel it
Mouthful really, boy was I stuffed

I hold dear to my condition
Many a faults, one rings true
pour me acid mixed with oxygen
just so I can erase, break it down in particular
this one fight worth dying for, surely (not)
"came close to being another echo"
please. do not stay to see me waste away.

Look the other way.

Let us look sideways
Traverse the sunlight
Gaze match, oh no
Incadescent ears
First, like rain on the pavement
please look the other way

Do not say my name
Measured words tickle falsettos
Dragged uptown, uptight
I swear your Honour
She looked like a Tara
Lost the compreension of reason
No need to change it.

I sincerely apologize
The calendar refuses to strike my day
Dangling on the threshold, window musing
Whether you could have it, scratch the vice
of imagination, fantastic obsidian marvel
al natural, perhaps, you fought your bad habits
Where's the expected argument?

Maybe amber
would had fit the purpose
just as well,
you simply would not have it;

Another one for the count
Passion? Cash in hand love
My restraint became a shell
it stank of dung and rolls downhill
Ashes, lashes, scratches, crash and burn
I felt my humanity shrank to the size of grapes
Couldn't make me an hero
Off the mark, powerless to admire

I did not start this war
That rages within my head
I wouldn't dare to aim that high
Just came to feel satisfaction
In feeling out of place
Those silhouettes I meant to impress?
They looked the other way as per requested
Can barely distinguise their faces anymore

Cause for a sentimental pause
Licked to a sliver of hope
I am in a severe need for a beating
So the bruises might match my mood
Or by force I might remain static
As if it were that easy to induce memory lost
Do talk slow dear, I happen to wish to kill time

However serene, please look the other way.

His skin ash. His skin ash. His skin ashes.

There seems to be a fiend courting my soul
When it gets quiet. I feel empty. 
deep down I know it is still there
And it cares, so I get caught up in drag
"I never wanted to be caught up in not looking back"

This civil unrest arrests my breath
Goddamm it feels like a force to get lost in
Those brave bright ones transpire charm
Orchestrate livin' in daring confort
As if dancing in the rain was not magnificent
If all it takes is to take your hand and get lost
In there, a bubble of affection, yes yearn

A rumble, party for those that make merry
Out of an ocasion, an spendable expression
"God damn it’s an obsession"
A force to be reckon with, a chain made to last
the wander, so and so, and off with her head
The words could fail us then
Aline off accord and clash, hell with it all
Banished to the realms of separate lifes
Once we forget, out of each others head
Not oathkeepers, alas the trees are wiser
than common flesh stood forecasted

and if all there ever was were red
shades of a memento too cosy,
taken by the breeze at dawn
as you dreamt of an open border policy
at a two ways strived oasis, a sinful mirage
Would you be unwilling to carry the weight?
Of legacy? What of good times, those memories?
Every now and then I recall proper advise
From the ones that kept me here
"Just find a way to be glad to be alive."
Humble to say it raises doubt to fleeting shivers
Can nonetheless safely reassure you friend
Do not try to rescue me.
This crusade goes for miles away a day
Ahaha do offer me a beverage when I retribute
the ol' sing-a-long, be it not too far long now.
Life is finite by default after all.

How? Ohh how could we forget about you

How, how could we forget about you
NO! Light up those string limes
Rope tight 'bout combing my throat
NO! I wish for a brighter tomorrow
Where breathing comes easy
And I feel apreciated in someone's plan
An answer, a purpose, a mortal ask
For however device, a tool. A fool.

NO I CANNOT LET IT GO
I need to be hated for falling out of reach
More turmoil! Then a razor in my wrists
A toxic coil coursing through my insides
That lights up my body, never late
Ignite this indecision out of sickness
A lump stuck on my throat, a thread
Ever so elusive and smooth
Oh how I despice when they say
"I wish I could be just like you"

Do not pretend you never felt lonely
I too am confused
How come we get to have came this far
Putting up airs, this shit show, and prevail

NO, I ain't listing a damage report
If I hold it close to my chest
It is indeed for dear life meaningful
I adore petty foolishness, growth conversed
Alas, it does indeed hurt to see my nemesis
Profoundly engraved in my soul
"How, how could we forget about you."
So easily wounded, I do scar deep
Tell me what's happening, it's all cool
What's good, ahha do not mind me
But indeed I rather hang from a tree
Than cure pain in order to induce apathy
Darling let it all flow
You are stronger than you have had the chance to show

A good night sleep calls for confetti and dodgy dance moves

The Good Life has been on my mind
Long overdue, a sigh held tight
Awkward back posture, I reckon
a quake to shatter the frame
to path dusty roads unturned
as I glance over my shoulder
For I did walk away

breathing be my sole curse
of existance a lesser menace
grimace for the sake of kindness
I might not understand but I did care
Let it be that Life starts now
Hard pressed for justification
Let the pulse in the veins instead
Regain the strength to carry on

Where did I go wrong
Wish my brain had been rearranged
Somehow, by beating with this heavy cane
A remedy or a poison, in the end
It all tastes the same

I came to adore hiding my brow
Heavy and insightful
To a living state of mind
Crocked back, lips of deceit
It just might be time to leave

Neutral, not indifferent
Anywhere would had been enough
from here onwards my stead is found
we construct over necessity

Let it be stated my Will is not immortal
it can in due time be cannibalized
serviceable for the effect of consumption
It has it would seem its uses
Once exhaustion settles in
for flying solo, mighty high, is both unbecoming
and sore cause for fractured bones.

I fell under the impression
the truth could be fashioned differently
and I believed it to be peachy
if a tad preachy, neat and supportive
for despicable events and silly escapades
made my best stories, entertaining outlets
of time, in time, again let's do it again..

To negociate one must confer the following dillema
It is not the price that breaks people, as they stale for time
God forbid if I would not abdicate of a limp or two too many
chasing white lies, if only I could I would
I care then, off transparent conseguences devoid of joy
Crossing the tenure of my household threshold whole
And they be dragged, ugly and amorph, thing that shapes to be
the death of me, oh-ohhh thy soul, a state of confusion instilled

I swear I glorify hypocricy to the stage where
upon ruin I would drown rescuing my shadow
from the tyranny of the sun, the cruelty of the moon
Glad to be alive but far too attached, the irony!
So, please please please, do not try to rescue me
Or let me get what I want.

There is an hellish torment
that plagues the prayers resting
ever so tender for the Dead
under the careful watch, praise be the Yellow King
steadfast, undivided moarning state, goes to be seen
one can fasten his belt whenever causation appraises doubt
and wins, believe us, proves itself to propose Salvation
for I am the Sea, the Ocean and my worse enemy

Rage inflates, as desire is expected to be
chances that were never taken, feel them
crawl like ants, up your sleeve, whenever it rains
Free to rampage unchecked, welcomed even
Known not for want or lack thereof

Space, harden tempered forged Will
To be broken still by savoury experiences
One that fell to his knees, rather than abandon
knows now serenity, won is therefore the war
From yet not decided, future unchecked
It so happens my hands mold it everyday.

I am been meaning to tell you
I have been meaning to let you go
Guess I feel my words went just this far
And once I forget you I too will vanish
Alongside my bleeding pride and resentments
Oh well, all is well, no need to fight
Anymore. 

Damage sourced below the skin
Blood pool, drip by-a-bye swollen, well fed
erupt, immersive as it ticks, thicken what made the heart stop
neurotic, blue lips no longer moist
human shelf, are books memories or fragments of people's self-worth
ruined, let it transpire further upon these alleyways
either dry or refine, anyday, dumped on a site
under foundation, bedsheets of morta. perish the thought!
should you too cease to exist. or seige the right.
under the star gaze, on the eve of someone.

and so down we go.
where do I stand?
who can gauge my options?
Amid this fanatics,
trilled to shed the weight, off;
their past mistakes.
a stare down, run me down
Ironic them, how without fault
Each and everytime they come to hate it
Their steel cladded darts spin
Conclaved and conspired, surely, as a group debates

So and so

how better to shove said rhetoric down one's throat
Gag, you better struggle. heh, no puking now
It's no use, the acids work as intented
Improved taste, clarify me this then
Am I to be an outsider, an exile
A sick mad bastard perhaps that left all that behind
were it to be pronunced factually
by overwhelming general consensus
that I came to drown in self-defeat
would you, my friends that I came to make
accept my death and forget
or moarn me, carrying me still
to the frontier of a new eve
the dawn of estability, neutral colours
and no everlasting pain.