You say you want to make the country great again
But those days they don’t seem so great to me.
Rose colored glasses, filter out that ****** red
Double standards, when down on one knee.
You can’t run, you can’t walk, You are forced to work a job,
Pro-life only applies if you are free
We’re all free. oh yes,
But some are freer than the rest
Free to spout lies, frame crimes,
**** a man on the street.
So Mr. President tell me what is there to do
Will you reach across the room to move us forward?
Or will you sit in you’re ivory tower,
Pointing fingers, yelling “Liar!”
Oh I think I know the way it’s gonna be...
Cause it’s a dark night,
In the kingdom of 45
With death tolls on the rise,
He won’t cover up his mouth, But he’ll cover up your eyes.
So Mr. President tell me what is there to do
Will you reach across the room to move us forward?
Or will you tee off your emerald green,
Say another thing obscene,
Oh I think I know the way it’s gonna be...
May 29, 2020
May 29, 2020 at 12:55 AM UTC
I need the noise,
lights pumping
bass thumping
drowning out my mind.
I need the noise
earth shaking
mind breaking
soul faking deafening sound.
I wanna feel something
just for a moment
a real something
that can take me to another place.
Wake up my mind
set my soul on fire
smoking to take me higher
earth shattering noise.
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 3:54 AM UTC
Where once was a bleeding heart slipping through my lips,
Now there is only silence.
Where there was a fire and smoldering coals,
now there is steam.
Moments of passion,
abated by awkward silence.
Moments of embrace,
replaced by a distance of a thousand miles.
I lost my voice,
you lost yours.
We withered,
Like roses without water.
We need words,
We need words,
Like we needed each other,
Like a fire needs kindling.
We sacrificed our tongues,
for a moment of silence.
But in that moment of silence,
we lost an eternity.
You cut out my tongue,
and I cut out yours.
If only i could,
fill this silence once more.
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 1:53 AM UTC
Walking out the door,
I think I forgot something.
I pat my pockets, but something's not there.
Phone, check.
Wallet, check.
Keys, check.
I think that's everything,
but something is missing...
Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 1:52 AM UTC
I am a stone,
washed upon the shore.
Picked up alone
thrown fast and sure.
I glide through the air,
elegant and true.
Crash into the water,
but not deep, into the blue.
I graze the surface,
never fully submerged.
Taste a hint of purpose,
but with each skip I diverge.
Skip once, Skip twice
three times, no four.
How many times,
til I skip no more?
Out in the distance
my ripples begin to coalesce
I finally sink
down to deep depths.
As I lay down to rest,
on the sea floor.
How long? How long?
Til I'm ashore... once more.
Apr 18, 2013
Apr 18, 2013 at 11:53 PM UTC
I am adrift,
adrift in a sea of self-loathing.
You went away,
I'll push you farther than you ever could run,
forget the feelings.
**** it.
What's it matter anyways?
Betrayal binds me to goodbye.
I will not waiver!
I will forever regret.
I am the architect of my own demise.
I choose sorrow.
I choose inaction.
Until it's too late,
using time to rationalize my reality.
The thread of our Love erodes with each passing day,
wish i had the courage to ask you to stay.
The place of silent serenity I once had alone,
Is pierced by feelings I've carelessly thrown.
So, an optimistic impostor I will portray
As I spring forth into lifes foray.
Never to show the truth of my soul
Will I ever be strong enough?
I hope so.
May 23, 2011
May 23, 2011 at 11:13 PM UTC
Do you ever wonder... about us?
I do,
It seems like I do every day.
Maybe it's because you met someone else,
and I was a fool to let you go.
Maybe it's because being stuck in this limbo feels worse than hell.
I don't know.
All I know is you linger in my soul.
I try to let you go,
But when you are about to,
I shout, "No! Don't leave! Stay, stab, torment..."
You're the only thing I feel anymore,
I'm afraid of feeling anything else,
I think that maybe one day,
we'll just get over each other,
and that scares me more than this pain.
You're in my heart,
never to leave,
a siren calling me in,
and leaving me crashing upon your shore.
but, do you ever wonder... about us.
Because if you do,
well that's enough.
Nov 11, 2010
Nov 11, 2010 at 9:06 PM UTC