Communicated Through Blood Paroles

with escalating addictions alone.

You left home when you turned sixteen
with some people you met and admired,
because they denied the vices that plagued your home.

But their aggressive stance began to seem
an abusive form unto itself so you took flight.
You hitchhiked out of the city alone.

You tell me what you've seen,
you imply the in betweens,
you leave searing red ellipses at the end.

You think that we won't understand.
Yeah, we'll never understand.
But we can think we'll understand, we won't.
We won't.

And now you wake as dusk creeps in but cycles of another sort don't touch your mind.
They're communicated through blood, your own.

You tell me what you've seen,
you imply the in betweens,
and leave searing red ellipses at the end.

You say that we can'y understand.
Oh, but we'll never understand.
But if you think that, well, then, yeah. we won't.
We won't.