Stained Monochrome Wings

Tonight, Tonight, To-marrow

07-24-13

Digging myself a grave

in my scarred arms,

with a R.I.P. stone

screaming 'Self-Mutilation'.

High hopes of a homicide-suicide

Tonight, Tonight.

Every day's a different tale,

I was told as a child.

Every person has problems

and exes.

And exes.

But Tonight, Tonight,

I'll take her life,

a Bloody Mary please -

a small side soup with fresh marrow.