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Once

made it this far

everything worked out once

so what makes you think

it falls apart now

tougher than this

faced more before

never tripped yet

don’t lose balance now


sad boys

sad boys

live sad lives

in this sad town

in this sad world

with these sad wounds

that sadly won’t heal

with these sad smiles

and sad jobs

in this sad house

where even the walls cry.

 


cant you see?

will the pearly whites just slam shut

and stop that volatile spittle from spewing

i just dont have time to deal with your desires

your agenda is far from first

on the list of what matters at this moment to me


Mother

no one can pamper you

like a Mother can.

no one makes better mac and cheese;

or hot chocolate

just after you’ve come inside

from building a snow fort.

no one makes a better breakfast

on a lazy Sunday.

no one gives a better hug

than a Mother can.

no one gives better advice

when you don’t know what you’re doing

with your life.

no one is more comforting

when you’re having a rough day.

hell, No One else knows you well enough

to notice something was wrong.


untenanted words

I write songs with no music

I write hooks with no beat

I fly with no wings

I run with no feet

I drive with no wheels

Do you know how that feels?

I think with no brain

They call me insane

I swim with no air

I’m a broke millionaire

I act with no part

I end with no start

I love with no heart

That’s why I’m falling

apart


i guess that’s what drugs are for

take me out of my head

just for a few hours

a few minutes

anything, really.

stop the racing

thoughts of inadequacy

that constantly badger me.

i guess that’s what drugs are for

but they don’t seem like the answer,

not this time at least.

a temporary solution

to this permanent beast.


The Heat of July

Billy walked to his death

and held his head high.

He knew no matter what Judge said

he never told no lie.

He never did shoot that boy,

he wasn’t there that night.

He never did pull the trigger,

he didn’t start no fight.

Now Billy spent the last 4 years

stuck inside a cage.

Barely any sunlight,

only room for rage.

He didn’t let that get him down,

“In my mind I’m free.

I know that I’m innocent,

no matter what they do to me.”

Young Billy walked to his death

and held his head high.

He knew no matter what Judge said

he never told no lie.

Now they tried to say Billy

was a cold and callous killer.

It worried Bill so much,

he could barely eat his dinner.

Billy never hurt no one

he could barely squash a fly,

he was ‘fraid of the charges

and what they could imply.

It was his word against the dead

He knew he stood no chance

They were gonna do away with Billy

without a second glance.

So Billy walked to his death

and held his head high.

He knew no matter what Judge said

he never told no lie.

Billy had one goal today,

to go and die with pride.

He stiffened up that upper lip

and lengthened up his stride.

He walked to the table

and began to shake,

for he knew this was the last time

he’d ever be awake.

So Billy walked to his death

and held his head high.

They killed Billy that day

in the heat of July.


Pride

Well I never thought I was lonely

until I looked her in the eye

and I never thought I needed her

till she said goodbye

and I never thought I was broken

until she helped me heal

and I never knew comfort

like the way she made me feel

and I never knew scared

until my father died

and I never did cry

I guess I had too much pride


This is what I’m all about

grab a pen

write it down

let your heart

fill up with sound

shout it loud

say it proud

say it one thousand

words per hour.

fill the air

with your breath

the voice you own

that baritone

yell it out

have no doubt,

“This is what

I’m all About!”


you Are him.

What do you do

when you look inside you’re own house

and see a stranger.

He looks like you,

he has your clothes.

He’s in your house

but he runs his mouth.

Who does he think he is?

Intruding on your life.

Push him away,

but your only pushing yourself.

When did this happen?

When did you become him?


Blizzard

snow is literally money

falling from the sky.

all you have to do

is pick it up.


The White Chicken

So much depends

upon

 

the off white

chickens

 

with their yellow

beaks

 

and life giving

eggs


get back down.

put aside

the thoughts of suicide

so you can let another

dreadful day go by.

sit inside

and wallow in your

lost pride

and feeble attempts

to get past your bedside.

drag out the door.

can’t do this no more.

big bad max provides relief,

albeit it brief.

best bros make it better

but not for long.

you know where you belong.


a penny for your thoughts?

How do sense and cents sound the same.

It doesn’t make any sense.


Close Eyes To Exit

Close your eyes to exit

This fucked up world.

Put on some music

To drown out the

Thoughts in your head.

Watch a movie

let the pixels dance

and forget about the world

for a little while


POW

The solider knelt,

knees in the dirt,

tired of the hurt.

For months they held him

P.O.W.

Only for an end

like this.

 

The smooth cold circle on his neck.

His captors said he was an example

for those who might think of freedom

Now just knees in the dirt.

Different from the dirt

on the farm back home.

This dirt yielded no crops

It only held the dead from rising up.

 

A purple flower blossomed.

Just below his eye

It bloomed, wilted and ran,

down his cheek.

He looked down

as if to examine a spot on his collar,

just before he leaned forward and kissed

the dirt in front of him.


Tribute

It bums me out

that Robin’s dead

cause of the dark thoughts

in his head.

It bums me out

that Robin died

or that he even had

thoughts of suicide.


Face

Put on that

happy face

and don’t disgrace

the human race

just find your place,

your mind; erase.


Alone

I’m more alone

surrounded by thousands of peers

then I’ve ever been

on my own.


Lost At Sea

I am lost at sea

and this doggie paddle

ain’t doin’ much

against these twelve foot

monsters

that just keep

coming and coming and coming…


Pain

Try to run from it but

the ground is

a treadmill. Try

to fight it but

you’re punching

a brick wall. Try

to hide from it but

it’s impossible to hide

from yourself.


Get High

Get high to get paid

Get paid to get high

Get paid to get laid

Get laid to get by

27

Happiness is the savior of none

But the killer of some

All the 27’s who died

Were searching for something

Or someone.

Roulette

Let’s play roulette

With toy soldiers

You life and

Four boulders

You slip it’s all over

The exit; don’t show her


Within

Within you lies

A symphony

That only

You can make sing,

A chorus that only heeds to

Your voice.

A concert all to

Yourself.

 

The limitless

Boundless

Infinite

Universe of

Your imagination

Is there for the taking,

 

Grab hold!

There is no earthly way of knowing

Which direction you might be going,

Flowing down interminable rivers

Into vast seas

And small crannies.

 

Fly through

The intricateness of

Your mind,

Make all that you see,

Be what you want it to be.

 

It’s all here

In your head

And your mind will help

You on the way to greatness,

There is no doubt about that.


End

Just smile,

grit your teeth,

say “Fuck It”

and jump…

the pavement wants a kiss.


Dynamics

Don’t try to live forever

Just try to live for now.

Life without death

Is not really living.

 

There is an interesting dynamic

Between life and death.

There is an interesting dynamic

Between love and sex.

 

You can’t find love in a hole.

But you can find love in

Warm places

In friendly faces.


Angel

I’ve got an angel

On my shoulder but

The devil’s staring me down

Tried and trying

To keep that frown

Right side down.


15 Minutes

Jump, Shout

Scream, loud

the Game has just been Won.

slow, down

feel, now

the moment you want is Here

live, Now

feel, how?

not what you’d expect

soft, done

now, run

never thought — regret.


The Girl

As she got on her knees,

she was ready,

thoughts running through her head,

sure seemed heavy.

Just do it,

don’t think,

as she grabbed the shaft,

and put it in the hole

where she would laugh.

Oddly warm

and feeling right,

this sure did give her,

much delight.

She was happy now,

and he would be too,

with one quick breath,

she finally blew.

She reached out her hand

coddling the base of the gun,

she pulled the trigger,

now she’s done.


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