SCRAPS 109: WORK OUT

Cause it will never work out

Riding the afraid train out

Hate or love

Where does the path you lead

But do not go

Bites the hand that feeds

Will this make me myself again

How have I become so numb

When love pours down like the rain

Now unraveled undone

Tempest of manifestation

Our souls need to shine

Speak up for degradation

Everything will be fine

I got a room with absolution

A house with creaky floors

Live with my own restitution

Basements windowless doors

While at work we contemplate

Why should we be fighting

Time to pour the fuel you fool

Campfire start igniting