Some Nights

A spider swings by single thread Back and forth within my head To the threads the questions stick Answers there, which one to pick Ghostly fingers come and play At my thoughts they pluck away The Ravens eye it blinks of blood I see no light from where I'm stood Within the web sit truth and lies Complexed mesh of lows and highs Shadows dark and take control Black my heart and tar my soul This night a dark and arid place Where iced tears run an ever pace Where sins prick and haunt me so Where the bile boils to overflow Once the warrior am now in pieces Guilt and shame and war still polices Am the jigsaw with a part missing Endless hours of purgatory kissing Medals, honours fill the drawer The Ravens eye asks what for.