Red rain drizzles
Pierced my tongue with dispair
Devil's word in spoken tongue

Can't believe my life
Clawed through the womb
to take my first breathe
then slapped and cried

Can't believe my life
Alcohol flowed
through the bottle to the fist
then fell and cried

Can't believe my life
Wills are broken
on the bully's word
then crawled and cried

Can't believe my life
Shots of war
took my brothers
then marched and cried

Can't believe my life
Gray hair and frail
lying in bed
then rested and died

Dark words
Seeping through your blood stained lips
Bound

Dark stare
Piercing through your blank deep eyes
Torture

Dark heart
Piercing through your soulless mind
****

We linger through life
What is the plot?
Some are leaders
Some are not

No more sins
The stories are sad
Some are good
Some are bad

Walk by society
Trinkets of joy
Forget the memories
We want more

Words on the page
Call it a poem
Reading the lines
Sitting at home

Minutes are moments
Dried up in years
Tapping the pen
The laughter the fears

Gather your friends
Tell by your time
Linger through life
This one is mine

Listen to the drops
Tiny voices in my dreams

Casting doubt in memories
of my subconscious mind

What do they say?
I hear the screams

Slipped in a straight jacket
of life's immorality

But I am not alone
My tiny voices keep me company

The look of sane
and perfect skin
Comes your way
well within

Take the step
but don't look down
Vertigo spinning
Madness sound

Beauty kills
with steps of cold
Off the edge
boldness goes

Insanity sinks
the devilish plot
Watch again
Alfred Hitchcock