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Towards The Ledge

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The fragility of my fists plays with my own immortality.

My spinning head survives on promised immoralities,

And if I keep up the pace, I will persevere, I will push through.

My tongue is made of fire, my will is made of glue.

No, I do not let ignorant men block my paths.

I am seeking a destiny that outruns reason and fact.

If my feet could keep up, they would take me to the place.

But no one sees it, they offer me to leave with grace.

Still, I have no grace, only sharp corners made of iron.

My lips are light-years ahead when it comes to firing.

I shoot everyone who does not keep the final pledge

While not noticing that I am headed towards the ledge.

-JW

My Curse

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Do you know what my nothingness tastes like?

It pushes my head under water until it is ripe.

The empty feeling cuts off my hair with scissors,

It pulls on my sleeve until I see vivid visions.

Some gray creatures climb in my fragile chest.

The static goes cold, and I leave out all the rest.

Bright red snowflakes land on my lucid irises,

They drip scarlet into my dearest promises.

Can you imagine what my nothingness tastes like?

I keep drowning as they tell me it is alright.

But the complete abandonment never sinks in.

It is my curse, treating my sanity like a sin.

-JW

Whiter Than Doves

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If you just stay close as the train passes our station,

You might save the tears of another mourning nation.

Do not hold back, reach around my wrists and scream,

Yell louder than the thoughts I have,

They are still inescapably mean.

If you turn me away from the wreck as it burns,

I might do the same for you when we take turns.

Do not hesitate when the final push comes to shove,

Breach all the safety protocols,

Paint them whiter than doves.

-JW

The Silent Killer

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I wandered the sunsets endlessly,

Stepped into each river

To block its flow carelessly.

You watched me shiver,

You never warned my bones.

I stepped into a river,

But it did not take me home.

My feet chased gold and silver,

My eyes looked up to gods.

“Nothing will ever fill her,”

They said, wrapping me in rods.

The heaven is a silent killer.

I escaped through the woods

And I cried red into the river

In your neighborhood.

-JW

A Photo Of Us On The Boulevard

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Chant hexes at me from the hotel roof,

Wish on the star you always promised me.

We are drifting, alone, just counting spooks,

Building the next rotten dynasty.

Print your little white lies on T-shirts,

Maybe then someone will buy them.

We agreed to never leave the shore.

Now we are lost, and the lights are blinding.

Drop me like ice-cream on the boulevard,

Shake me awake with the breeze.

We always played it, but never smart,

Now we hide our smirks in the debris.

Abandon your morals at a stranger’s house,

Tell me all about it five years later.

We are getting lost inside the grand chaos

But at least they cannot call us traitors.

-JW

Moments Of Destruction

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Isn’t it scary – collecting wild roses,

Knowing you won’t be able to take them with you

Once the final gate closes?

You always called me cynical.

I used to throw my palms in harm’s way for you,

Thinking it was my pinnacle.

Now you’re getting ripped apart by the thorns.

Everyone warned you, but still –

You burned alive every single thing you adored.

I will take my rose with me,

Enjoying each moment of the destruction,

Forgetting you were once my legacy.

A piece of me will ache all the same.

And I should be happier than last year, but still –

It’s never easy to drown the shame,

So I scream at the rain from my window sill.

-JW

The Gilded Cage

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My skull is a long-lost ship adrift in its own boiling darkness.

It smears my thoughts with soot, hiding blades in deep waters.

The daggers only leave scarlet scars if I pull them out weeping.

Searing misdeeds call for my neck whenever I try sleeping.

It has been months since I have seen shore or even a beacon.

The hope overflows each morning, but every night I get weaker.

My anthracite tears drip slow like honey, they burn with rage.

My head is a snarling beast, captured and locked in a gilded cage.

-JW

Wasted Away

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The feathers fall on weathered tombstones.

All the candles are dripping bright orange wax,

And the lights are calling me home.

Shapeless branches cover me like a blanket.

I hide from the moonlight yet another night,

Seeking out shadow to thank it.

Leaves get tangled in my hair with spiderwebs.

There is not a single soul around in these trees.

I give up my common sense.

Tranquil whispers shuffle in the distance

As I waste myself away hour after long hour,

Searching for a sinless existence.

-JW

The Night Screamed

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The road beneath my boots is everlasting.

It trembles as I rush,

Melting like it’s made of plastic.

The thunderclouds are stealing my breath.

Lightning erases my thoughts,

Taking all that I have left.

And the dust settles but not for too long.

The particles resonate,

They carry a dying song.

I stand in the middle. I am out of excuses.

The night screams like a banshee,

Killing my muses.

-JW

Meet Me At The End

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I stood on the edge of an epiphany,

Trying to choose between a peace of mind

And my own serenity.

But I swore to give it all for my kind,

Swore to swallow the burning jealousy.

I swung my foot over the emptiness.

You told me to hold back.

No, I do not sell my selfishness.

You do not own whatever I lack.

Meet me at the end of this precipice

So we can fall towards the soothing black.

-JW