An alcoholics breath can stain an angel's hair dark. 
Lies fed underneath the table,
Swept beneath the rug. 
Whispered secret, try to keep it
Restless, running mind. 
Mom finds out,
Hopeless house,
No lights after dark.
Self-appointed daylight hours
Underneath the sheets. 
Run for cover,
Storm's a-comin'
Headlights headed south. 
Right into a summer drought,
The desert of my mind.
Unfed warriors
Guard the gates,
But buckle underneath 
The heavy weight of shackles
And gnawing, gnashing teeth. 
I hate to hide,
But die inside
This lonely winter coat.

Scratchy covered blankets,
Misty morning dew,
Wake up/ 
Face-down/
Bleeding/
Rotten to the core.
Nothing left inside to give
Away on wedding's day. 

A cacophonous pinball machine
Ravages my mind. 
Left behind and reeling,
Waiting for goodbye.