Mirror image

The body cold to the touch
Eyes shut, mouth closed
I had finally given in
I confirmed the piece of matter
No notes were left behind
No letters were left behind
The guy was once a friend
Lately just a name to bring shame
He was sick
Sick of him
Sick of life
Sick of it all
I questioned myself
Was there a part of me in him?
I didn’t want to answer it
I poured myself a drink
And told myself
My answer would come tomorrow

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Life line

I don’t wanna live dead
I’ve seen it a thousand times before
Bones with movement isn’t enough
A soul full of sludge doesn’t work
I’ve heard the tales of the broken
My eyes don’t wanna feel that
I don’t wanna live dead
Just keep the needle in me
That fills me with life