A handsome dog and a picket fence.
A post goes through my eye again.
Left me with a swollen brain.
If you don't want to talk,
just say you forgot.
You built a shelf you never put me on.
What's a boy supposed to do?
I slept under the bed, did you even know?
If you don't want to talk,
just say you forgot.
You said "okay" for the hundredth time.
And that was just today.
I put my ear to the floor
If you don't want to talk,
just say you forgot.
Jan 6, 2014
Jan 6, 2014 at 2:01 PM UTC
I was dragged here against my will,
Though these places aren't foreign to me.
The same hollow men with blazers on.
Women in dresses stare at the clock.
This is truly the worst.
Great, one's glaring at me.
Come on, I said "clock." I'm minding my own
"Aren't you going to get me a drink?" she asks.
Was that a question or just a command?
I don't really understand women.
"I think you have the wrong man," I say.
See, I'm trying my hardest to leave alone.
She leans forward, begins to impose.
"What are you, gay?"
Arrogant's not my type.
What do you want me to say?
I watch her hand go for the glass.
She's not aware I've played this game
Too many times before.
So I catch her wrist and turn it back,
and water spills all over her.
A crowd of men pick me up.
The most glorious of strikes to the face
Sending me back to where I belong,
My comfortable couch I ride alone.
If that's the world, I'll just stay home.
Oct 12, 2013
Oct 12, 2013 at 3:56 AM UTC
If you tip me I may fall.
Who knows? Last time I didn't.
I just drove away .
I laughed and drove to LA.
With my sunglasses on
it was easy, to hide myself from everyone
To please anyone but me.
I'm a model now and I'm okay.
You won't catch me in magazines,
But you will see me on display.
I wear the latest trend:
"Completely emotionless."
With a hint of black and a touch of grey.
Oct 11, 2013
Oct 11, 2013 at 3:14 PM UTC
Stone walls and graveyards.
I think I've been here before.
Sky's grey and so am I.
I'm just a speechless *******
I've been stranded here forever
It seems and I think I might be lost.
At least the stars are out,
I love to stare in wonder.
"I thought you said the sky was grey,"
I heard a voice from no where.
I don't know who you are
Or what you want.
Just leave me to myself.
These days, I have been shakey.
"Are you needing someone to hold you still?"
That voice it speaks again.
I'm not your puppet on a string
I'm more than just a vessel.
I'll walk these streets until I die.
I'll be alone for my whole life
But the voice breaks me down to my knees,
Saying three words I never believed.
Sep 25, 2013
Sep 25, 2013 at 1:45 AM UTC
We can't hide, no not here.
Emotions got the best of us.
We are exposed.
I'm scratching at the walls.
My grip around your wrist
Is letting up again and I
Can't stop wheezing
I promise you're not the reason.
This house is empty now.
I'm breaking all the furniture.
Hollow hallways.
The lights are always off here.
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 11:02 PM UTC
How do I know they won't make a reach?
How can I know we're safe?
I'm the keeper of a shiny gift.
But a slave to my own assumptions.
I think about what I'd think about
If I thought a little bit less.
You're dressed up. How sweet of you.
I'm slipping far away
Can you hear me through your hollow ears?
Can you see me through your diamond eyes?
I'm spent and this night's been ruined.
But I'm drawn to a fatal kiss.
I think I'll park my car around back.
I think I'll burn the house down.
Don't worry you know I'll get you out
In time to watch the sunrise.
If anyone touches my diamonds
I'd leave them with nothing but wrists.
Sep 10, 2013
Sep 10, 2013 at 7:09 PM UTC
Today I picked up water,
I picked it up with my hands.
Today the birds sang to me.
They sang my favorite songs.
Today I heard a voice,
But it wasn't really there.
Today I touched the flames
Of a fire in my chest.
By tonight, the water will freeze
And I'll be trapped in ice.
The wind will carry the voices
Of all those beautiful birds
To somewhere nearby,
Where men write admirable books.
Books that I would write,
If only I were inspired.
Tomorrow, the ice will thaw
And I'll be warm again.
I'll put my clothes back on
And leave this place forever.
I'll never be a quitter,
But I can see that I've been swayed.
Skies aren't blue forever,
What's floating now, is sinking later.
I suppose I'll put this on paper.
Sep 7, 2013
Sep 7, 2013 at 1:42 AM UTC
There would be more love songs, if only they weren't caught up in hate. Kids leave their futures in bathroom stalls along with the food they last ate. There's no vision here, I watched the stars disappear, behind black clouds created by rejection and fear. Another pill to swallow, not the one the mother forgot to take as she accidently starts a family, no ring, no party, no cake. But the unsubscribed medicine that were all forced to take. You know the one, they claim to take for fun, it's the dose of culture that leaves them burnt out like a post-apocalyptic sun. It's written on the faces of the children, the parents might as well be the ones who **** them. Hold their heads down in the tub, feed them painkillers til they have no feeling, help hang the noose from the fan on the ceiling. Because they're not shown how to love, how to give a hug, but boys are taught to shove their feelings under the rug. And girls to wear as little as possible. not how to be a bride , but man's biggest obstacle. It's a tainted generation, a flaw of the world we live in. The youth of today is captured by the beauty of their ugly sin. Damaged by pain held within, crushed by the weight of anger, trying to lead themselves when what they really need is Him. Him who made all that is good, but is so commonly misunderstood. Who's name made it to the back of money but still doesn't get the attention that he should. It's quite the sickening process, to watch a people degress, to come to terms that my generation is becoming less and less. Culture teaches it's okay to act like a boligerant fool, as long as you don't mention the name Jesus Christ in a public school. But fathers wonder why their baby girls dance on poles while howling men drool and they can't pry their children from a bar stool. Is this how it's planned to be? Always trust the president, keep watching the idiots on MTV? Until the world passes by and the
sun burns out from the sky? I wont stand by, I'll freely speak my heart and my mind. Because I truly believe in change even in these times.
Aug 31, 2013
Aug 31, 2013 at 3:19 AM UTC
The floorboards creek, rain beats on
the windows and you still smile
I can't see my hand
in front of my face
the other's locked in yours
Lying right here, no doubt I would
I'd prescribe this to the weak
Laughter at night
coffee in the morning
Oh what a rich bestowal
But how do you fall for a skeleton
tell me what's there to catch you
We're in the sheets
but I'm breaking apart
You can call it love if you're handy
Because my frame you'll have to rebuild
My eyes you'll have to open
My skin you'll have to sew
because I'm not the man you think
Jun 3, 2013
Jun 3, 2013 at 5:57 PM UTC
I watched that flag blow in the wind,
Wrinkled like ripples in a pond
Like the people of its land, it had been through hell
And I just sat there watching it in the summer breeze
While some men fought for what it means
Halfway down its silver pole
There’s always a tragedy
Like the King of Nazareth, humiliated
Like a forgotten child, left out in the cold
All full of pain, no one takes him in when it rains
Apr 23, 2013
Apr 23, 2013 at 11:36 AM UTC