Individual poems
Dragon in the Belfry [Chorus]Dragon in the belfry, claws in the beamWaking up the town from the quiet dreamBreath is shaking frames in the window glassWatching all the people as they try to passRing the bell and wake the heatHunger rising from the seatLeave a candle by the doorDon’t go asking anymore Verse 1The moon […]
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Don’t Turn Me Into Your Recovery Arc You walk up to my doorwith a suitcase of bad nightsand a highlight reel of peoplewho walked awaywhen you were too much Eyes already wetvoice already shakingsaying you do not knowwhy everyone leavesonce they get close enough to touch You say you need someone patientsomeone strongsomeone who can
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Drag You Down Screaming If I sinkI drag you down screamingthrough the black waterand the bones Every lie you toldrides shotgunchewing holesthrough your paper thrones I spent years in your shadowpicking up shardsfrom the bottles you threwin your stormswhile you blamed any nearby soulfor the mess You staggered through liveslike a cheap gas fireset roofs
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Dirty Little Apocalypse You’re my dirty little apocalypseone more night with youand cities fall in my head Every touch a warningevery gasp a tremorevery bruise another piece of lifeI should have led You hit my phone like a fire alarmtwo-word textthat might as well be a red button“come over” You know damn wellwhat that does
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Dog With All The Bones I am a dog with all the bonessnarling over shitI cannot even chew You beg at the gatewith hollow eyesthinking I will find a heartunder all this rust Greed welded my jaw shut long agoevery kindness rotted out of my throatI would rather choke on this hoardthan throw you one
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Dirty Halo On A Tuesday Dirty halo on a weekdaytwistedbentstill hanging on your head You swear you are nothing muchjust tiredjust grumpyjust trying not to lose the thread But you keep showing upfor other broken creatureswhen you can barely stand yourselfin bed You drag yourself homewith takeout in one handand a bag of regret in
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Deepest Hour Midnight callingdark and deepin your armsthe calm I keep The dark has settledon the floorwe lock the worldoutside the door Your hand is lightbeneath the skyas heavy hoursgo passing by The room is stillthe pulses jumpwe find the placewhere we belong Every minutea stolen signin the midnightyou are mine
Die On This Hill I will die on this hilleven if it’s made of trashand bad callsand egoand spite If you try to pull me off itI’ll bite You show me a patharound the problemclear as daygentleno shame in your eyes I feel my chest tightenfeel that old reflex kick insay “no, fuck thatthis is
Dead Battery Soul Dead battery soullights dimnothing turns overwhen I twist the key Used to wake up wiredideas sprinting out of mefaster than my hands could writenow I wake up feelinglike a dead car in a frozen lotevery thought heavy as night People say“just start, the energy comesonce you move”like I haven’t triedhitting that ignitiontill
Deep Water Deep waterpulling strongdragging mewhere I belong Your love hitslike the rising tidewith nowhere leftfor me to hide With every heavyrolling swellyou catch mewhere I fell Down belowthe surface blueI am lostinside of you Every wavea heavy motionlost insidethis open ocean
