The Kindest Worlds

It's safer travel by the deadbeat
 My kindest worlds are penned relief with predicted patience
 My Monsters My diabolical children
 One face disgraced - The other held in singular distaste
 And if I find myself inside the books upon my shelf such pointless energy
 A cautious and fragmented duel: my silence kills my writing skills
 One face disgraced - The other held in love's embrace
 And all live the low life - All the effort they give to me is endless
 And all live the low life - All the comfort they bring to me is endless
 It's a conscious thing to be a stepping stone
 We'll grind that thought into these devastated bones
 My tiny murderess My blackest widow A tired songstress
 One face disgraced - The other held in love's embrace