She lies down as the sun comes up
Wakes into despair as the moon rises
In the cabinet lies her savior
Soothing words she longs to hear
Whispering it’s okay
Lyrics to a complicated song
Worthlessness slips into her veins
Riding the flow of fire down her throat
Anger expelled through her lips
Words she’s tired of turning over in her head
Passing it on to the nearest ear
Poison of the lips masked as pain
Arsenio Franklin 