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Wednesday, May 30, 2018

There Is A Light. There Is A Fire.

Long ago.
Before the end.
There was man.

Up until ,
the very wheel,
keeps turning.

Wait inside,
till the ride,
Of the storm passes.
I can feel it my veins.

But now,
a fire inside.
Nowhere to hide,
in the manor. 

Heavenly gates.
Don't be late,
to show God ,
how you got that scar.

But now.
Sitting here. 
The passage clear.
Daily lights that passes,
by the night.

There you are.
Don't go far.
I think I need a guide,
to get me through, 
the way. 

It's mellow where.
I see yellow flares.
Wave as each car,
drives by.

But now,
I can't wait,
to rid the hate,
and feel the weight,
of my shoulders.

I see the fire.
It's burning while,
the heat pushes on my face.

I'm waiting for,
the flame for more.
Across my face. 
It's too late.
It's do or die.
End where I lie.
The watchman,
crosses time and space

Don't worry now. 
I know how,
to get there.
I just need air.
Can't wait then go.
But all I know,
the passerby, 
is still inside.
I try to stop,
but fall and drop.
I just need air,
to get me there. 

Dry as a bone.
Can't go home.
There is a light.
There is a fire.






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Thursday, May 24, 2018

The Sorrow

Where have you gone,
have you left for the rapture?
A sinking feeling,
you might be gone. 

Circumstance,
in a world that is ending. 
A little sorrow,
you’re the only one. 

I can feel it now,
a hint of desperation. 
A soft sound,
but enough to see. 

There’s a ghost,
on Third and Carter
I swear I saw you,
but you whisped away. 


I can take all the worldly possessions,
and set them all to the flame. 

I would set myself on fire,
if it means seeing you again. 

I would destroy everything I like most,
and throw them into the ocean. 

I would never see light again,
if you would listen to this quick motion. 

This is not what I asked for, 
let me try again. 
A quick slash or a swift knot.
Maybe I will see you then. 

I see you now,
even though I attempted. 
A bitter union,
between life and death. 

Can you hear me now?
I’m calling out to you. 
The darkness is cold,
I can see my breath. 

There’s a man,
looking at me. 
He has a smile,
I think I’m home. 

Can you hear me now?
I’m calling out to you
I’d rather be dead,
then be alone

I can take all the worldly possessions,
and set them all to the flame. 

I would set myself on fire,
if it means seeing you again. 

I would destroy everything I like most,
and throw them into the ocean. 

I would never see light again,
if you would listen to this quick motion. 

This is not what I asked for, 
let me try again. 
A quick slash or a swift knot.
Maybe I will see you then. 

This is not what I asked for,
let me try again. 
If the chance came before me,
I would do it again. 




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Thursday, May 10, 2018

My Prescription (Dresses That I Hate)

You wear the dresses that I hate. 
I think I made a mistake. 
Need to sleep in daylight more. 
I think I need to take some more
We all make some mistakes. 
Wear the clothes that we hate. 
Need to go to sleep tonight,
Need to take my sleeping aid. 

Living in the light,
but something is not right. 
Need to listen to that song. 
And sing it all night long. 
I swear to god this is my reprieve,
I got dust on my knees. 
I just need to do this right. 
Can’t stay awake another night

So I take the pill. 
Wish for a stronger will. 
But if I think too much 
I can’t help but stay up. 

It’s a never ending circle,
for the children of the people,
If I had a stronger will,
I wouldn’t have to take the pill. 

So I take another,
This ones brother.
It calms me down,
I can’t stand around.

It makes the bugs disappear,
Although they were never really there.
But that’s not the true intention,
it’s supposed to stop the infection.

That slipped my mind. 
I’ll try better this time, 
just get the stress off my mind. 
I’ll try better next time. 

You wear the dresses that I hate. 
I think I made a mistake. 
Need to think of less now. 
Please tell me how. 
We all make some mistakes. 
Wear the clothes that we hate. 
Need to go to calm down. 
Need to take my come down. 

I sit on a mantle made of thornes.
Just tell me and give me more. 
The kid needs to respect. 
It’s not me when I’m upset. 

There are so many things I want to say,
But I won’t say it during the day. 
I just keep it to myself,
then comes the doubt. 

I swear it was not my intention,
to play some game show of connection. 
I really wish to speak my mind. 
Please just this time?

Every word is like a gambit. 
Throwing plates into the cabinet. 
I just don’t know how I feel,
How am I supposed to tell you how I feel?

My minds a mess. 
Why couldn’t you just wear the dress?
Don’t you want to see me happy?
Haven’t you always just wanted me happy?

I cast the same three stones. 
Money, family, and the friends I love. 
But they just don’t understand my affection,
when I show the lack of attention.

My mind doesn’t work like that.
Why can’t you understand that?
I know someday you will be gone,
I just can’t believe you will be gone. 

It gets me more depressed,
there’s more on my chest. 
I can’t breathe when you leave the room,
but I can’t breathe when you're in the way. 

There is no calming message. 
Give him time is what was said.
Time is enough.
I just want to love. 

There’s the end of the argument,
I got my way but it wasn’t what I wanted. 
I’m not okay. 
To live this day. 

You wear the dresses that I hate. 
I think I made a mistake. 
Need to stay around my friends. 
I think I heard the man again. 
We all make some mistakes. 
Wear the clothes that we hate. 
Need to stop feeling bad tonight. 
Need to take my antidepressant. 


Here it goes my friend again,
When I’m lost and feeling dead. 
I hear the voices of screaming children. 
I hear the voice of a silver tounged devil. 

Is it right or wrong,
he told me to write this song.
They say I’m a poet,
It’s just the story and how he told them. 

Then there’s the susurrus,
and I clench my fist.  
I know not of what they speak 
But they been plotting for weeks. 

I never said I was a prophet,
but I really need to profit. 
With words like this,
how could I resist?

So I write them down. 
It seems like a coherent story. 
What should I do with this?
Tell it and reap the glory.

But what did I just do?
This was meant for me not you. 
Would this make you sick like me?
I’m really just looking for reprieve. 

I check the picture inside the locket,
I started like this so I could stop it. 
But the people will think I’m crazy
I guess it’s better than lazy. 

So I take my pain to millions. 
They applaud and offer me billions. 
Did I just sell my soul?
Soon I will know. 

You wear the dresses that I hate. 
I think I made a mistake. 
Need to sleep in daylight more. 
I think I need to take some more
We all make some mistakes. 
Wear the clothes that we hate. 
Need to go to live my life tonight.
I only hope that its alright. 





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