The drones
made of skin and bone
The drones
with no minds of their own
The drones
entrapped in their homes
tied to their tvs and cellular phones

I see their pride in ignorance
both jailer and keeper
Who are enjoying this sentence
as the bankers run the meter

In a prison they were fooled to build
and gladly accepting
To pay their homage to the guild
who commanded its erecting

As the wardens stuff your faces
with superstition
and their pockets
with the source of their fruition

The drones
programmed to obey
The drones
believe all that they say
The drones

Right from the womb
  taught to march to the tune
      straight into the tomb


The drones
keep questioning me
The drones
will not leave me be
The drones
made an outcast of me
for failing to extinguish my humanity

I learned more
facing my doubts
than I ever did
clinging to faith
The edge is hard to define
until it is gone over
I never knew how far I could go
until I went too far
I never knew how much I could stand
until I withstood too much
I wont know how much I can love
until my love is enough
because some limits
are meant to be pushed
and some boundaries
are meant to be broken

If
the truth
deters your desires
they are not worthy.

Just a prisoner
doing time
in his own mind
counting days
by scratching tally marks
on the inside
of the walls
that are his skull.

There is no greater fuel in my life than *passion

I have learned
that unwillingness
to relinquish your past
will only
taint your present
and haunt your future
our fragile human souls
can only carry so much
sometimes,
  some things,
are made for letting go

People try standing
Hard as a rock
But even stone
Can be eroded
With something
Soft as water
Over time

The words escape me
I can't describe
What feelings left?
Which still subside?
The love I used to write about
Fell silent after years of doubt.
My mind has finally won the war
Against what my heart has fought for.
I'm moving on, in hopes to find
One more deserving of my time

We all have flaws
but I've accepted mine
and stopped battling them
because those who attempt
To fight them alone
Usually lose the most
The longer you stand
In your differences
The harder it becomes
To find the same.

Beauty can be just as evil
as it is good.

Death stands on my doorstep
but hes afraid to knock
He sees just what
I have endured
as I contest his spot
I test his spine, as he has mine
time and time again
he knows I do not wait in line
because hes become my friend
I have kept his company
which he did not expect
seems as if my disrespect
has gained respect of him
I've learned his secret long ago
and threw it to the wind
the good die young
the bad die old
indifference to sin.

Would Earth
be better or worse,
  With
more
  like
me.

Instead of picking up the pieces
I started leaving them behind
Theres no secret to the recent
state of my heart and mind.

I only failed the life
I never wanted to live.

I have been defeated
by what I thought was true
but instead of feeling cheated
With playing by your rules

I can escape your same old game
and win one that is new
By living this just for me
Instead of all for you.

Removing loves veil
  allowed me to see
your true colors

I can still taste the words
from every bitter-sweet time
I bit my tongue
and they went unheard
even with all the blood
on my tastebuds

I'm a good poet
if you like what I write
I'm a bad poet
if you don't
either way
I'm still a poet

Just waiting
For us to leave this planet
And explore the universe
So we can **** that up too.

Hell is hard to escape
  When it's between your ears.

In her eyes
I once seen
everything
I'll never be

She said she'd always love me
but obviously not enough
to do anything about it
and certainly not as much
as I have loved her

She said that I can find love
when I told her I wont
and maybe
she would be right
if I could stop
throwing all mine away
for her

So I'll bid adieu
Because I have to
Though it's not what
I want to do

I'll mosey down
this lonely path
because you're the best
I'll never have

This is Detroit
and we ignore
what the rest of the world
has to say about us,
we wear our stink
like a badge of honor
and we laugh
at the fear on your face
knowing where you are
and what youve heard.
This is Detroit
the motor-city
which means
you better own one
because our public transportation *****
our roads aren't much better
and our gas prices are high
which means
the speed limit is unacceptable in the fast lane
in fact,
anything thats not 10-15 over
is not acceptable
treat our highways like the autobahn
This is Detroit
and any Coney Island you go to
you shouldn't see any fries
underneath the chili and cheese
regardless how small It may be
This is Detroit
and its a city that refuses to die
because of its artistic output
from Motown
to Eminem
and our failures
that catch the eye of the world
yet we live on
through the hardship
that builds our character
as they scoff
This is Detroit
and every pothole
every decaying building
every makeshift
into a new business
is a character trait
where banks become pizza shops
and theaters parking lots
This is Detroit
where we still show up and party
for a football team that has never
won a Superbowl
This is Detroit
we are dangerous
we are lawless
we know our own
and we wouldn't want it any other way

There is no secret
to my poetry
I'm just well versed
in exposing my feelings
to complete strangers
when they are just paper.

I make gremlin noises
  Whenever I slam too much whiskey.

I never asked for perfect,
I only wanted
equally flawed.

We got used to the ending,
that was never started.

I know I gave my best
but my attempts were made in jest
for every time you say goodbye
it hurts a little less

Lay my heart to rest
plug this hole in my chest
being an option to my everything
has caused me this duress

Love has been my binds
neglected, and unsatisfied
Say it one final time
and your sacrifice is mine

It took me quite some time
to realize
that there comes a point
when love
is no longer a good enough excuse
to endure
constant disappointment.

Just remember,
  You're
the only one
    I
did that for.

Many things change
But I'm still the same
Here I remain
Compounding the pain
Maybe someday
It will go away
If I would refrain
From calling your name.

What once burnt bright as the sun
is now but a flicker in the wind
at the **** end of a candle.

If the devil was real
I'd make a deal
to reobtain
what I let her steal
but if I did
matters may worsen
the deal I first made
may be with the same person

I stood with open arms
for far too long.
Through every slap in the face
and low blow
cheap shots
from those who oppose
crooked stares
sarcastic tones
but its time I protect my groin
and change my stance
there will be no other
kick in the pants

Every time
you unleash your monster
I do as well.

Shredded liver
tattered soul
Feelings splintered
fractured bones
Heartbroken
mind blown

Walking shoes
   with worn soles

I'm merely collecting pieces
trying to be whole
Footsteps to and fro
going this alone
trying to dethrone
these nomadic throes

Still I cant see down the road
  and I know theres miles to go.

As bad as things just may be,
better
   awaits
        you.

Everyone wants to emulate their lives
like on television
fighting flaws
and protagonists
so we create them
as if our individual life
has meaning
in some sort of grandeur fashion
more than the next
doing the same
making their mark on the world
hoping it sparks a crater
the size of neuclear proportions
yet here I am facing
my own demons
without the greed of attention
and getting
the same incomplete result
if not less
must be all the selfishness

I know I have a high tolerance
for pain
but I never really thought
I enjoyed it
Yet maybe that is why
I get higher than most
just so my fall
from their graces
will hurt that much more.

Just
  save your *******
for someone
  you actually cared about

Go ahead, make the cut
just make sure its deep enough
Go ahead, tie the noose
just make sure to tighten the loop
Go ahead, throw the switch
just make sure to finish this
Send the bullet through and through
just aim true before you shoot
Complete what you once began
and maybe I can live again
I've died too many times before
and tire of this repertoire

I grab life by its hair
pull firmly
and ride the hell out of it
I will continue
to live in a manner
that would make many
mortal men tremble
so that when death comes to claim me
he will be more afraid than I am.

I've been able to beat
everything with anger
except you

You think they're mistakes
but I make my flaws traits

Never buy a fifth Friday,
   you plan to drink Sunday.