here and there these days
 
my mother is slowly
falling apart
 
the hip, the back,
the shoulder
 
she swears her brain
is fading and mentions
suicide here and there
these days
 
i check on her every
morning
 
i figure one of these
mornings she'll be
finally at peace
 
all i hope is i won't be
considered a suspect
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just a fading soul
 
here comes the anger
 
the rage from deep inside
 
they told me when i was younger
to write out the pain
 
let others know they aren't alone
 
others?
 
do i look in the mirror and see others
 
no, just a fading soul grown older
than he ever wanted
 
remember every scar
 
every woman that said i love you
and then walked away in the arms
of another
 
these are the nights where the knives
used to get hid in the bushes
 
and all those better angels found some
other sucker to steal from
 
loneliness, the only friend that dared
to say i understand
 
we'll drink the bar dry tonight
 
wake up the in the morning with
no regrets
 
rinse and repeat
 
put the coffee on
the war is just beginning