Neurotica

I can see let me through your skin
When you hold it up against the light
Please don’t blame it on the moon again
Pleasures navigate the night
Stretched like a yawn and gaping
Greet me with the coming dawn
Treasures I can’t stop escaping
Frisky little thunderstorm
Spread my bed and punish me
Torment me with your sorrow
Lacerate me, lacerate me
Don’t try and mask your sores
Engulf me in a siege of flesh
You draw a gun, you open doors
Beckoning a violent death
I’m afraid you’re not
I trust your feelings are oh so right
Our friend insomnia has many lines to write tonight
I fail I lapse into this style
When I grapple with your smile
I hash attempts to reconcile
When I grapple with that smile
Take me in your scarlet hands
And bless me with your vorpal sword
Such a delicious arrival makes for
Such a bitter sweet concord
Your face is wracked with tiny aches
Remnants of tomorrows schemes
Still until the dazzle breaks sleep
And catch the thread of dreams