Take away the sensation inside
Bittersweet migraine in my head
It's like a throbbing toothache of the mind
I can't take this feeling anymore
Drain the pressure from the swelling
This sensation's over whelming
Give me a long kiss goodnight
And everything will be alright
Tell me that I won't feel a thing
Give me novacaine
Out of body and out of mind
Kiss the demons out of my dreams
I get the funny feeling and that's alright
Jimmy says it's better than here
Drain the pressure from the swelling
This sensation's over whelming
Give a long kiss good night
and everything will be alright
Tell me Jimmy I won't feel a thing
So give me novacaine!!

Morning Light's Blue

"Morning Light's Blue"
by Luke A. Tark
(A.K.A. C. Jacoby Jacobsen)
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Falling into darkness. Helpless as can be.
I had given up on hope. Nightmares came to be.

Then, a glimmer. Then a burst.
You’re light came to me. You lifted my curse.

I could not be without. I needed your love.
But I doubted you would choose me. You were far too above.

I gasped as you reached down. You picked me off the ground.
You wiped my tears, lifted me high. We were heaven bound.

You taught me to live. You were my breath.
We vowed to love – even past the scythe of death.

Once I almost lost you, followed by a nightmarish rush of déjà vu.
Then your Siren’s call came, like the beauty of morning light’s blue.

Our wedding day came, I was so joyful I could not stop crying.
"Why do you love me this much?" I asked, my smile never dying.

You’re reply was simple and sweet: "I love you, because you love me.
It is simple as that, and it is apparent we are meant to be."

The years passed. Our passion did not.
Our love was a sun, without a single dark spot.

Our children came and grew. We taught them the best we could.
Through the thick and thin of parenthood, our pillar of love still stood.

I never left your side when you were on your deathbed.
"With this, my last breath, I love you," you simply said.

I started to fall. The depth of the darkness’ hunger was vast indeed.
With memories of your love as a shield, the monster could not feed.

Now we hold each other, quiet as a mouse,
and sometimes I wonder if I deserved all this.
Then I look in your eyes, in this our heavenly house,
we smile together, and I feel only bliss.

It is not right.

It's hard to wake up,
When the shades have been pulled shut.
This house is haunted, its so pathetic, it makes no sense at all.
I'm ripe with things to say, the words rot and fall away.
If this stupid poem could fix this home,
I'd read it every day.
So here's your holiday
Hope you enjoy it this time.
You gave it all away.
It was mine.
So when you're dead and gone,
Will you remember this night?
Twenty years now lost.
It's not right.
Their anger hurts my ears.
Been running strong for seven years.
Rather than fix the problems, they never solve them.
It makes no sense at all.
I see them every day. We get along so why can't they?
If this is what he wants, and it's what she wants,
Then why is there so much pain?
So here's your holiday
Hope you enjoy it this time.
You gave it all away.
It was mine.
So when you're dead and gone,
Will you remember this night?
Twenty years now lost.
It's not right.

Morning calls for pain relief
A line above the step beneath
The worst that you could do
And the best that you could hope for
Is hardly the best

Tepid water chase the pills
With turpentine and chamomile
And don't get cheap with the wine
You need to be up all of the time

Shield your eyes, conceal your lies.

Don't blink, everyone's watching.
They'll think you're up to something.
They need for you to be everything
that they cannot be themselves.