Vampire

Feel, oh feel the blood congeal
The organs stutter
Heartbeats flutter

Feel, oh feel the thickened skin
Eyes recolored
Breathing smothered

Maybe I’m alive
Or maybe I am living dead
Apathy impaled and disenchanted

Maybe I’m infected
Maybe I am the disease
Am I too far gone to understand it?

Am I a vampire?
I feel like I am burning in the light
This transformation…
I can’t see my reflection anymore

Am I a vampire?
I suffer but I never seem to die
Am I a monster?
My bed feels like a coffin on the floor

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Tale Of A Mute Bird

Stuck down and crushed to the concrete
A feint sound obscured by the glass
Left now deceived by his instincts
To fade out in silence at last

I held you in my hand
I thought I heard your final song
Whispered into the wind
But it was gone and you were gone

Slow breath is stuttering gently
Tired head tilted away
Eyes glazed and giving the sense we
Are too late too late to save

I held you in my hand
I thought I heard your final song
Whispered into the wind
But it was gone and you were gone

What does it take to silence the songbirds
Only lies and clean surprises
What does it take to stop the music
Only things that we see right through

What does it take to break the will of
Something so free and beautiful
How can you brace for what you cannot see

I held you in my hand
I thought I heard your dying song
Whispered into the wind
But it was gone and you were gone