Mr Invisible

When I chanced the time you gave to me I embraced you,
a time a chance an embrace, now a smile tucked behind frowny eyes,
a cold wind hugging, a warm body shrugging, the memories,
off in defiant tribute to the void you have become

A ghostly memoir vice locks me, superun-naturally,
to continue on lifes path, unpathetically,
toe dragging ambitions, emotions, and drives,
I'd be happier sleeping with knives,
to be blunt

You seem happy with the other man,
the shadow of my anger, the moth around my burning rage,
its bittered me, and battered me man,
the key master you are to my cage,
please release me man,
its reached that stage

Years apart matched by the ones soaked in each others charms,
worry my resolve to dissolve the pain,
my heart blackened by events passed triggering alarms,
you see me as someone you and I have nothing to gain,
with lit candle wax dripping down the flesh on my raised arms,
I've screamed my empty throat lame,
into a pillow I wish your head and I together lay'n

Anyway, here again, aggitated drinking
enjoying each mouthful with shards of dilapidation,
hurt slipping on bananas I've tossed without thinking,
the aggression is blocklaying its way to a wall of false redemption,
I can feel myself sinking,
sinking,
hating drinking,
drinking

I've drowned sorrows and with it mine and our daughters tommorows,
snap
Wake up fool blowtorch this void selfishness before damn cancer burrows,
snap
into a spiralling future, we all know where it goes,
snap
you know what I'd like to do with this stick of dynamite before it blows?
snap

Where is my angel now?
at night the window billows up curtain imitations,
I've become rudderless from stern to the bow,
because this dreams face has recognised it's limitations,
and buggered I've tried hurdling this s**t, how?
I'm going mad with these citations,
each night, alone, sour

Right here, sitting in a crowded bar, alone at heart,
bypassed by strangers attention, and affection, in hope,
to make a brand new start, maybe elope,
and releive me of this pain in my eyes, like soap, in my heart,
untie me of this invisible anchoring rope,
don't let me drink my life apart,
that I won't cope,
can't

call me invisible I'll respond,
and maybe you'll see the guy a girl once thought held a wand,
that changed a life frogged out of a pond,
what the hell went wrong?
my motives now amphiberously far from the princely song,
croaked now far from the sweet music of so long, beyond,
I feel like the camaflaged raindrop off a limp frond,
it's tears in the rain well gone

Let me get over our memory,
I can still mould the indentations of your smiling face,
while my lids take hold the darkened sensory,
thinking of a time you chanced me an embrace.