Light it up

A candle for God's altar 
And a candle for the brave 
A candle for those nights in the dark 
And a candle for your grave.

The end

Fuck love.

Fuck the 10 fingers

That I know better

Than my own skin

Fuck that smell

That runs through my veins

And poisons my blood.

Fuck it all.

Fuck the fact

That you see me for me.

That you burnt the masks

I’d wear, one by one.

That I can’t breathe

When you’re inches away

And how you tease my soul.

Fuck that too. 

Not worth it

I ain't got what she got babe
Not the charm 
Or the mysterious smile 

I ain't got the curves love 
Nor the moves 
To make it worth your while 

In fact I got nothing babe 
But a damaged soul 
That needs a stitch or two 

A kiss to make it better 
Maybe some love
But I ain't getting that from you