there was a day
i
got
sad.
But it stayed.
since
then
it
stays.
Theres always something
giving
it
a
reason.
  

to                                 STAY.

Thirty floors up, rifle in hand
windows blown out, a view of the land
she sighs... eight years of war, no end in sight
darkness prevails, gunshots in the night.
she's still there, provisions nearby
listening for the enemy's cry
she's cleaned her rifle a thousand times
two hundred tick marks, etched in fine lines
one down, an army to go.
she prayed to god that the flash wouldn't show.

this city's been dead for over a year
yet theres still so many who cower in fear
of her fifty cal blast in the dead of the night.
the enemy falls, no more need for fright
shes been here for nearly a year,
ten thousand rounds and an airdrop every moon
with a note that says the war could end soon
the food is bad but you hardly notice
the company's good, after all theyre the closest.
her spotter, a man, was all she had now
he swore he'd protect her no matter how
theyd been lovers, and friends even too
after all... it gave them something to do
a single shot rips through the night
tearing apart the enemy on the right
one more down, an army to go.
she prayed that the flash wouldn't show

she looked through the scope of her closest ally
the fifty cal's sights perfect to her eye
watching for movement, always alert.
as she felt his hand slip beneath her shirt.
she grinned a little as he crept towards her neck
shivering tingles made her a wreck
as she lie in prone, watching the town
glad to have this man around
"wait" she whispers, a target in sight
she lines up the shot and it echoes tonight.
one more down, an army to go.
she prayed that the flash wouldn't show.

she sigh's again, back to work.
watching wherever shadows lurk.
a flurry of shots rips through the air
straight past her face, singeing her hair
the flash gave him away, as he fired unaware
that he'd woken a sniper coaxed out of her lair
one more down, an army to go.
she prayed again that the flash wouldn't show.

the letters stopped coming, but the packages came
she knew what it meant, but everything's the same
this is life for her now, nothing will change
the war will go on, its nothing strange
theres five hundred marks on the .50 so far
theres more in their army, wherever they are
one more down, an army to go
she prays ever still that the flash wont show.

fifteen years later, its been days since a kill
everything was silent, all was still
instead of a package, a helo came in
set down on the building with the sniper within
the rifle now had a thousand marks on its frame
almost all of them white, one red streak bright as a flame
she packed up her gear, the rifle and ammo
wiped off the dirt on her old urban camo
she made her way up, the general awaits
wondering what happened, her spotter's fate.
the one red streak, the mark of her friend
she was there, but he wasn't in the end.
driven insane by the constant fight
she'd put him out of his misery one night.
she said not a word as she boarded the ride
one single tear fell, with no attempt to hide the pain inside
one more down, no army to go
she prayed no more that the flash would show.
(epilogue)
her beloved fifty cal, now hung on her wall
rewarded to her for answering duty's call
that one red mark overshadowed the rest
he'd stuck with her so far, he'd done his best.
she was the best, the greatest marksman of all time
the dreams never ceased, the memories never ended
the death of her beloved, and the years she'd spent with
never left her, nor did she want them to
she got a call one day, she had a job to do.
the rifle came down from its spot on the wall
the time came again to answer the call
one more down, an army to go
she prayed once more that the flash wouldn't show

No one is talking, but so much is said. We were gonna stay here but were leaving instead. We both set off but theres just one thing, were going our separate ways, not the same. 

They may feed you the lines and fill you with wine, but know that your just their pawn. Soon you'll remember that I was the one, You made your choice and now Im gone.

Morning is a Consequence Id rather not face alone

The hotel floor is my home, cause I couldnt make it sober to bed. Stumbled in and passed out, the vodka straight to my head. The night becomes faded, As this girl becomes jaded the same.  

Summer lighting flashes, and only Miami knows

Wake up late in the evening, hungover and believeing, that Id never put myslef through that again. The highway is roaring and the girl is still snoreing, I sit and wait for my ship to come in.

The rain has picked up and the wind has started blowing,
I keep walking this path, but Ive no way of knowing

A cold breeze blows and the rain dies down,
such a busy city and not a soul around.
Been walking for miles and Im soaked to the bone.
So far from anything; so close to home.

4:00
its been months since ive seen you
alot has changed but not us
i just redid my makeup
4:30
the mirror wont leave my hand
i want to impress you
5:00
30 more minutes and youll be here
i changed my clothes again
5:30
im standing on the sidewalk
still holding this mirror
i just put my hair up
i think it shows my cheekbones
6:00
youre just stuck in traffic
or something
6:30
i havent left this spot
i want to see you drive up
i put my hair back down
it compliments my eyes
7:00
theres heavy traffic this time of day
you stopped to buy me flowers
or something
you know i love surprises
7:30
today is the day right?
of course it is
ive been counting down for months
8:00
its getting cold
he'll be here any minute
8:30
any minute
9:00
i go in for a sweater
soon he'll be my warmth
soon
9:30
soon
10:00
soon
10:30
a tear rolled down my cheek
its okay though
he'll dry my tears
11:00
alone

Want nothing more than to shed the shame-
Forgive yourself; who’s to blame..
Would anyone even notice if you were to actually try?

Make some peace with all you’ve done
Tell yourself theres more to come
Then one day realize its all a lie.


Promises that wont be kept
Bleeding ‘til there’s nothing left
Pretend your happy being lonely.

Live your life with no regret
Hope that people don't forget
who you tried to be.

caught between a sound and a touch
caught between your lips

theres plenty more fish in the sea
but you chose me

you caught me
but im still falling
falling

When theres doubt in my mind
I can feel the pain lingering through your eyes
Its hidden in disguise
The clues to your evident denial
The sequence of your steps
Strokes of fear and regret
Death, misery and sorrow all share common bonds but will never swallow the entity in which we follow
I believe that there is a God
There is good in this world, theres a face which we can praise
Look to him and remember what he gave you
All this life here dwindling down to your last moments of distrust
Its pretty large, its not too small, its out there where we can all lay our tiny little eyeballs out and see that you're nothing but a disgrace
Its the race that your proud of, we can't take that notion for granted so we bury it deep inside where there lurks nothing but mischief and hopes for a way to escape
I see nothing more, I can't forget that night when we loved but knew that there was no one knocking on our hearts door
So we lay our poor souls down, falling out like the petals of a poor bouquet left unappreciated
Endless times where we have nothing to say, theres times like these
Time where we, enjoy our lives, where we just let things be
Theres this new feeling, down in me, just now being born in me
And I feel, that I've lost, the unique seed that grows out of me
The past is gone, my time is done, dried out and left to bleed
I am apart of a cycle, like the leaves on a tree