Vainglorious Poses Th Nov by Joshuafontana

Outside the moon is on the wane
Inside this girl is going insane
Her hair's a matted image of nature untamed
Her child's just a carbuncle that a tryst ordained

And while she scratches for coal
I stoke the coffers that I've gained
I don't foist the poison
It thunders down like rain

Pain
It only numbs for so long
And then you need to feel the kick again
Blame
It only blocks for so long
And then it buckles underneath the strain

Question Remains:
I've got myself and that's enough for me?

The moon resumes its tussle and hits back with a wax
He's on the corner of Russell chained to a tenor sax
He harboured ill feelings, now he's turned his back
And let those ships sail over some fractured jazz tracks

While he patches up the holes
In each relationship he finds
He trips a distant invocation
In the recess of his mind

Pain...

Question Remains:
I've got myself and that's enough for me?

Wish I could be elsewhere, my own welfare being the point of my game
They say show some love but how can I kiss the shame?
Each time I look I see his eyes and I feel the pain
At least I can't neglect what I don't own, all the same.