Would you like to sit and talk to me
about the way things change so
when your senses come and the feeling
can you remember feeling much
too close?

Stop your hands from shaking.
Look at me.
Are your senses racing endlessly
tracing soul

No gain, no pain
It’s a fatal game

I can see
what trust and loyalty have done
for me
falling miles from the mark
with a thirst for revenge
and a dangerous heart

I’ve tried to wash from memory
feelings of betrayal and the incidents
that plague me since I lost my sense
of innocence

A history of changes now I’m loving
now I’m losing keeps me constantly
in fear of hearing “I can’t see where
this is going”

You lie alone with the memory
feeling the ceiling and walls closing
in on
Your Conscience – my ally
the guilt – your affliction
from preying on praise as you fed
an attention addiction

Someone told me
Light fuse and get away
No gain, no pain
and when it’s lust to dust you can
crawl from the wreckage…

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No gain, no pain

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