Lay Down Beside Me

Lay down beside me Let's break these picture frames and roll around in the glass until our bodies are as bloody as our history We'll burn our souls inside the knots of your bedpost and sing our burdens away until they become candle lit shadows Lay down beside me in this bed of depression- springs our Resurrection We'll make our screams become Gods and chase the sun out of the sky so the only light I can see is the cherry of your cigarette burning straight into me You were always so much more dazzling in the darkness And I need someone to tell me whose blood this really is. Lay down beside me -James Kelley 2015, All rights reserved.