Fragments of Doubt

I fucked her
and left her
holding on to
the steering wheel

my wretched
hypocrisy
defied the cages
built of
tyrannical steel

ambience blurred
by distorted resonance
inversing what
is right and wrong

the pied piper
led the masses
to the devils hole
with lies in his song

there used
to be a knowing
that the righteous
would one day prevail

but now the
pure are stripped
naked and gang
banged on the
floors of hell

cat calling
the demise
of one another
we find strength
in hiding away

reverence shattered
because you
sucked him til
bloody was all
he could say

a fine line
drawn then
erased only
to be drawn again
between my ghost

yet I may
have slit his
throat I must
say I was still
an excellent host

the garbage
of self exposure
is full
and needs
to be taken out

plus the innocence
of us
molested
was shredded into
fragments of doubt

we keep trying
to look up
and believe
that hope should
stay alive
for tomorrow

but everyone
has that
eerie knowing
that the only
thing left
is sorrow

First True Love

For the
first time
in my life,
things have never
been more clear.

I've been
using the
wrong method
for each failure
that drew you near.

I finally
understand
what love is
and the only way
to do it is right.

It's the painful
irony of knowing
I'll never
get a chance
to hold you tight.

Such a
complex creature
love can be,
you'll never
see it coming,
but you'll know
when it's there.

Now that
I've found it
I must
let it go
because the truth
of it
isn't always fair.

While parting
from it,
there are
two treasures
I now know.

What love is
and
what to
look for
in the
future as I go.