Elixir

In the days to come, eyes grow somber and weary

The bed isn't full of warm sheets or white feathers

Tried to scream and yell, but no one heard me

Left outside with the bandit and go-getters

Scottsdale champagne & old towns really do bore me

Dinner sounds like an excuse for pitied souls to be led on

Clipped wings on the ground with black eagles soaring

They won't miss it until all the wind is gone

Speak in riddles & rhyme, I can't hear your voice

Speak up, little girl, while you still have a head

What's that? You think you can control my choice?

You can't wrangle me in to the point of death

Claws in the mattress, please get me out of this place

Lie me down in the cold road of fire and monsoons

In the midst of staring, you'll always find my face

Glaring back at you from the far side of the moon

Don't come around her wandering with broken legs

Asking for the glittering gloss of a second chance

Stay in your corner of fake smiles, in your place

Step aside for the fallen angels to dance

Wolves don't walk with the white doves or pigeons

Birds can't sing in a place as cold as here

When the predators patrol & peacocks are snitching

You better pray there's mangled proof in that elixir

Love Always,

Chayle