That Time Again~That Time Again~That Time Again by J-Goth
I wish that I could fall asleep
And not wake up for the next ten years
Maybe the world would've already ended
So that I didn't have to watch it end
Dame~Dame~Dame by J-Goth
I think her name was...
Her eyes glowed like moonlight
Fear gripped my throat
She was the beast of my dreams
Preyed on my anxieties
Like a bird with its sharp talons
Never felt anything like it
Shook awoke by the pressure beneath her
Bled out into her wine sack
The beast was satisfied going into the morning and then all afternoon
Stayed with me until I opened my eyes
I would be empty without my terror
Dame © J-Goth/Amanda P.
Intrusive Thoughts~Intrusive Thoughts~Intrusive Thoughts by J-Goth
Bury the children standing up so they can grow up big and strong like an oak tree,
or so you used to say to get them to drink their milk.
you'll see some of those tiny hands holding sea shells,
bullet shell casings for others but we'll read about them somewhere.
The most heartbreaking truths are hardest to try and hide,
a mother's voice can mean pain if she brings grief but she won't leave,
or that Little Johnny found his dad's porn magazines too early
and lost his innocence before he could enjoy it.
It's getting cold now, it's time to shut the door,
I can't reach what I want but I can taste and feel it as though it were right here,
maybe it's the moon making me crazy but I held someone's hand last night,
now every feeling from now on will be a disappointment.
It's almost midnight and escapism is all I have to look forward to.
Intrusive Thoughts © J-Goth/Amanda P.
Recovery~Recovery~Recovery by J-Goth
Helicopters fly over head like bothersome flies,
he's pulling knives out of his back like splinters,
and he really hates it when I don't say anything,
but all I can think about is preserving something fragile,
I am staring into space letting life happen without me.
The morning news is telling us that a storm is headed this way,
and blood tastes like pennies,
he's been walking around with holes in his back for a lot of years,
and he helps me through the fog on my worst days,
but I don't like what I see and I'm trying to wash it off...
It's not helping.
He fills me up where I am mended,
I'm finding it harder and harder to trust anyone
they've all given me very little reason to do so,
because they were looking for me out there,
and I can't escape the mundane.
Recovery © J-Goth/Amanda P.