A Pariah

My days are scratching thin,

reminds me of moments when, 

I always dug a hole deep in,

my burning house, 

I once called my home.

I’ve spent countless days in grey,

I think I took some drugs enough for two.

I sat in branches of trees,

I could only think of you.

I spent the weekends in the road,

I swear the night was made of silver and coal.

I never thought I could see,

Till you had a thought of me.

Now with all this said,

a ringing in my head,

when my body hits the floor.

I remember all those days,

It was a better time. 

You fell in love with me,

I fell in the street.

I'm freaking out,

you need to shut me up. 

A pariah in the mud.

You gave my things away,

well I guess that's fine.

Just hanging on my handmade cross

In a hole under the sun.

I sit against the maple trees.

Thinking of my past 

and the future lacks,

that little bitter view,

of what I once called my home.

Now with all this said,

a ringing in my head,

when my body hits the floor.

Things are better now.

I remember all those days,

Its now a better time. 

You joined me with the dead,

petite velvet threads.

I'm freaking out,

You need to shut me up

A pariah in the mud.

A lonely town where I was born.

They granted me with a crown of thorns.

Countless days, people tied on my back

You are a savior and I'm a hack

I guess we are all born this way.

We are all born this way

I remember all those days,

Its now a better time. 

You joined me with the dead,

petite velvet threads.

I'm freaking out, you need to shut me up.

A pariah in the mud.

Remember me