Used Thoughts Of The Silence

I used to dream in tongues In languages left unspoken Fear of knowing Fear of being the one Twisted in the moment of falling behind Running in the wrong direction  Being lost to time Finding a place to call your own  Then losing the key Fearful memories Alone at last Drunken nights I forget my…

I Will Be Waiting

My bones are old This casket holds what’s left of me The dead don’t need remembering They don’t need caring for neither No one listens to the dead Though we knock Scream words of advice “No don’t go down that alley” No one listens to the dead March on to life Make love to your…