faded

I promise you a story

about faded glories....



Neon crosses
Dirty water from cheap faucets
stained and wrinkled sheets
broken from underused heat



People once liked to visit and stay

before my decline chased them away



this is what I've become

a mess, but not quite undone



Used to be somebody
drawing laughter and smiles
had the effect of honey
now I'm just drawing flies



There were those who looked up to me

they're now looking down at me

I put poison in the attics
Now I know what the rats see
I put poison in the addicts
Now I know what the rat sees



I promised you a story....

You know I'm good for it.