Faces

Through the breaches carving up morning
There was a sadness lingering above
Sky packed with clouds, life gets boring
You wake up with a water shove

There was an hour making you strange
There was a feeling of melancholy
Shoot the ace of hearts if it's in range
And make the rounds tenderly

Your clothes went old, they stick to your body
And your face is a mess in red
You dream of the day when you are godly
But now you're bitter and mad

Another face later that day
And another, another, another
And your thoughts, they sweep you away
And desire, that's really what bothers

So you swiftly become plasticine
You twist and you bend and you turn
Over some words soaked in caffeine
You smile, but inside you do burn

And then, when it's night, and you see your hands
You roll your eyes over, you frown
You let it run, to see where it stands
And after, you angst to lie down

And when it's all silent, no one can hear
You laugh until your eyes bleed
You know that it's shaky, a thoughtful smear
But you ask where tomorrow will lead.