Every night you save me,
Hold up a mirror,
A shining mirror,
So I can see the horror,
The disaster I’ve courted,
The sickness I’ve loved,
More than you.
I’ve fled everyone of you,
Night demons, day monsters,
Making room for another to foster,
Every friend, every foe,
Wildfire on my tortured limbs,
I’ve burned head to toe.
If you dug up a fossil,
Of what I once was,
You couldn’t, you wouldn’t,
Put me back together again,
The pieces are far gone, too wide and many,
The glass has burst on the jar that kept my insanity.
Bit and broken,
Torn and forsaken,
When the question is my name
The answer is shame,
A chariot of hurtling, flaming clouds,
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Written August 10th, 2004
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