fear nada

You know I could be anyone
God forgive what I should have done
My thoughts enough to guilty thee

And yes, I guess I made this bed
But i’ll take the sidewalk instead
That’s how we deal with boys with me

But despite what you’ve been told
I once had a soul
Left somewhere behind
A former friend of mine

And I hate to sound so true
But I mean nothing to you
So with the streetlights they shine bright
I’ll be home tonight


but if perhaps the salt might stain your skin
and if perhaps the smoke might weep your eyes
listen while the threnodies begin
know no one in here gets out alive.

but let your frailty not deceive you
a little pinprick, rest relieves you,
and dream of all the days that are,
the years that are to come -

for you will dance & you'll be nimble
pirouettes upon a thimble
& i will be beside you 
lest i lose you once again.