Ficlets

ive stolen diamonds from angels hearts
and used their tears to chill cheap wine
laughed loud in the face of my absolutions
somehow it seemed to pacify my mind
i wouldnt take the time to look to heaven
as i walked a tightrope over hell
my old man was so drunk and mean
so i chose to chase that lonesome trail
those roads seemed to wind to nowheres
i was thinking nowhere is what i need
where i drank so heavy of desire
and in my passions ild fully feed
i loved to feel her body there beside me
she knew i feared the quiet of the night
she said ive watched you burn so many bridges
i said yea but dont it make a pretty light
she gave love that taught me why God made heaven
its strange to feel ive got something i cant lose
and i just wonder if its time or her conviction
thats changed my point of view