Missing from my life,

Your absence always pains me

Like a phantom limb

Ashes stain my hands and heart,

Blessed with all the insight I can stand,

Failure evolves into art,

This wedding guest, a sad and wiser man.

Paradigm Lost

Living is Loving

And Loving is Losing

So Living is Losing

But Life is no game,

Feeling is Falling

And Falling is Failing

So Feeling is Failing

But no one's to blame.

Like a pressed flower

In the pages of my mind,

Memory of joy.

You were right

Like a vessel full of blood and broken glass,

Cutting those nearby and staining the ground,

A drowning man sings no serenades,

He only gasps and grasps, and goes under.

Carry on

Strained back and broken heart,

Life cannot be lived in part,

Tearful eyes and tired feet,

Moving on the outlook's bleak,

For I tripped and then I fell,

Holding nothing left to sell,

Standing still a man apart

Strained back and broken heart.

In my quiet hours I ponder

With a masochistic verve,

That I cut so now I bleed

So I get what I deserve.