And The Ash

Written December 03, 2008

The red light’s flashing and the noise is blaring but there ain’t nobody home
At least not in his head, he’s just lying in bed
Beads of sweat dripping off his own
He took half the bottle to knock him out so that he couldn’t feel the heat
Curled up in a ball, away from it all
For when it crumbled to his feet

He could cry
He could cry to himself about the failure he’d become
He could die
He could die inside, left to himself, alone

Take what you can, he screamed
Take what you must, he cried
I don’t mean to be this way
But I can’t live with myself another God damned night

Take all possessions, get out and go
As far away as you can
‘Cause after tonight there’ll be nothing left
Except for me and the ash
Except for me and the ash

Beams were hitting the floor with thunderclaps but he didn’t seem to mind
‘Cause there ain’t no man in this fatal plan
That could make it to him in time
Upon the ceiling the fog is rising, without a call to the savior fleet
He just planned to fall, away from it all
For when it crumbled to his feet

He could cry
He could cry to himself about the failure he’d become
He could die
He could die inside, left to himself, alone

Get out children, he screamed
Get out love, he cried
I don’t mean to be this way
But I can’t live with myself another God damned night

So run out the door, get out and go
As far away as you can
‘Cause after tonight there’ll be nothing left
Except for me and the ash
Except for me and the ash

His eyes began to close
His heart began to fail
He could feel the heat, hear the sound
As it encompassed him all around

For when it crumbled to his feet
He could cry
He could say goodbye

Photography by Sagar Chaudhray, from Unsplash

Momma

Written June 29, 2008

When I am older and I have aged many years
I will ask you a question while I fight back the tears

I will ask you, momma, what do the clouds feel like on your fingertips?
And, momma, please tell me you’re in a better place than this
I hope you will say, the wind that I feel makes me feel young again
To answer your question, I’m making the world a better place to live

Oh momma, momma, momma, sing me another lulla-goodbye song
Oh momma, momma, momma, please tell me when you’re coming home
Oh momma, momma, momma, sing me another lulla-goodbye song
Oh momma, momma, momma, you know I can’t stand to be alone

I can hardly stand at all
You’re no longer there to catch when I fall
So many unanswered questions
I just wish you could answer ’em all

But I can’t hear your replies
I just think of the truth I saw in your eyes
Please don’t steer me wrong
I can’t deal with any more lies

Oh momma, momma, momma, sing me another lulla-goodbye song
Oh momma, momma, momma, please tell me when you’re coming home
Oh momma, momma, momma, sing me another lulla-goodbye song
Oh momma, momma, momma, you know I can’t stand to be alone

I have aged many years
And I’m fighting back the tears

Oh momma, momma, momma, I’ve lost count of the days
Oh momma, momma, momma, it’s so nice to see your face

Photography by Chen Hu, from Unsplash