Goodbye and good night my sweet
Its been a long fought day
And you've made it through
Sleep well, dream of tomorrow
And forget my name
It no longer matters
What you thought was true
Now I must depart
Shed no tears, empty your heart
I've never had a place there
And now is not the time to start
Lay your head down now
Close your eyes and rest
By tomorrow I will be gone
And you will be free
Good night my love
And goodbye.

Bought a new bone handled knife
Spent all day
Sharpening it right
To a razors edge and better
My new bone handled knife
I only hope its sharp enough
To do the job I have in mind
To cut and to scrape
To incise and  to remove
All those cancerous parts
Those parts of me
That I do not like
I will whittle and slice
Carve and carve and keep going
Until I am more than satisfied
That I had done it right
So that nothing more remains
Of the me I cannot stand

Left behind
By love and romance
Don't deserve
To be held or touched
And you my love
I'm wasting your time
You won't find
What you need
From me
Not because I cannot give
But rather my role
The character fate chose
And I
Through lack of resolve
Have sadly accepted

When will it end
When will I be free
I think its time
To tell the truth
That I just don't have
Whatever it takes
I can't seem to measure up
On anyone's scale
Least of all mine
I just don't know
When it will end
When does the reprieve come
When the respite
When will I shut up
And get on with life
I look out on the world
And see so much beauty
None of it for me
It just falls out of my grasp
I'm told to keep pushing
Try harder
Try smarter
Have hope and faith
But I find I cannot
And so I am perpetually stuck
In a world I created
But do nothing about
Knowing what to do
My fortitude fails
And goals give way to gaols

You go from this side
I'll go from the other
We will strike together
And meet in the middle
You do your job
And I will do mine
And before you know it
The job will be done
It's a quick task
Be at it with all speed
I won't slow for a moment
And neither should you
Yeah the job is messy
But its what we were made for
I can get through it
And so will you
So get ready
Get set
We will count to ten
And we will be done
Before eleven.

Said one bullet to the other.

It's pointless to try
To escape life's traps
Man made snares
Of despair
And regret
We wrap ourselves
In the barbed wire
Of laws and civility
And pity our neighbor
As he's sliced to death
We pour salt and new wine
Into our own wounds
Screaming out
Deaf to ourselves
Blind to our tormentor
We beg for more
Believing a few more
Rusty nail rules
And razor sharp laws
Will free us from ourselves

Fear comes to me
In the middle of the night
Like a greedy lover
Consuming me
It lays heavily
Folds me in
Suffocating
Demanding my attention
It wakes me
Commands me
Threatens to burst my heart
And always
Brings tears
Fear whispers
Dark fantasies and perversions
Telling me
What it will do to me
And in the morning
I'm left
With my back raked
My chest open and bleeding
My essence drained
And with promises
That next time
Will be worse...