SUCKY POETS SOCIETY

i get bitten all the time
by bugs mosquitoes and louse
i get bitten all the time
that’s why i hate this fucking house

my room is dark
so i dont know what bites me
i sleep long and deep
so i dont know when i get bitten

i get bitten all the time
my skin is bruised and wounded
i get bitten all the time
my wounds are deep and never heal

these sadistic creatures of the dark
i share my home with them
these hideous things invisible by day
i share my blood with them

they are made of my blood
yet they are not loyal
hardly everyone can be made friends of
most who live are ingratiate

i dont give to them by will
they have nothing to give back to me
with my blood in their body
they cudnt be better off than me

Memories awaken
And here surface the broken
What you never had
Is what you lost
Sweet aint it?
And here you grieve
Search for a reprieve
Reprieve you find none
And here you grieve
Shitty aint it?
Cold outside
Burning inside
Hah! So here you go again
Rummage through what remains
No pain no gain?
Well gain you did
Gained the pain
And here it comes
Here comes the pain
Dripping down
Here it comes
From a bleeding sky
From a bleeding sky…aint it sad?
‘I’ll never be open again’
And here comes the pain
Once again…and again

ayerhs