Old Paintings

Tar, shooting out poison me with your bitterness. I sucked it all out with my kiss. I tried to end your self-hatred. Then you held my hand and dragged me down into this. Then you left me without a word. My soul inside rusts at your concepts of trust. I dwelled on a shelf and I surrendered myself. Portraits break. One year of bad luck. One life at stake. One life was stuck. I gave you all I had; I gave you all I was. Shed skin to the new; cut myself from you. Rise up rise again. Rising from the ashes of this dream, Acid rain showers me. I hear the siren’s call, Does not concern me at all. (Repeat chorus)