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Adam Mott Apr 2015
Push off
Into the tired bay
All the clouds
Where are they

Took a step
To the unknown
We played hide and seek
We were young

Told you I could sit the shore
Far afield
Younger
Adam Mott Apr 2015
I'm ******, I'm angry
I've thrown all my whiskey into the water
The city is filled with smog and hate
Debris clogs the oceans, smoke on the hills
How do I breath
When I must shout

The fumes are rising up
My time is near gone
I'm frustrated with this cause
This cursed gift I have come to bare

This song I need sung
Is too busy being stretched thin
How could I smile in fairness
When time and space are so cruel

When September comes
Where will I be
Adam Mott Apr 2015
Great letters sprawled out
Upon the sky they lay
Cold and small
Hypocritical in description and nature
Awaiting times of heroes and danger
With rhythm and without

The long echoing halls of time ponder their shouts
Beneath the sea where the creatures hunt
Above the mountains and giant's guts
Through the very core of the earth
Above the lover's hearth

With a flash of blinking light an epic journey begins
Handed to parents in garb of red and shine
With a snip you are free
Free to go
To make mistakes and learn things which you yourself think it worth to know

Little hands grasping your guardians
Growing, learning, as the world sets about wearing you thin
Paths opening and spiraling out
Leading to new horizons of joy and doubt
Heartbreak, big and small

With your pup you sing
"Goodbye toys, goodbye ball"
"Goodbye childhood, goodbye home"
Before you know it you have done your best to let go,
All on your own
Nothing to your name but memories and hope

School and work, the risks you take
If you are strong, a life you will make
With vigor and fury could you find and ask a person to stay?
Married and happy, kids on the way
A dog, a house, a mortgage to pay
Ambitiously vague, forever wishing to live in these days

The kids follow your path, tried and true
Growing and singing,
"Goodbye toy, goodbye ball"
"Goodbye parents, goodbye familiar halls"
"Talk to you later Ma and Pa"
Off they go, to the great unknown
And without time at all
"Return
A family of their own

For golden years you and yours will bask in life
Christmas, Easter, Halloween too
Florida when it's cold, Home when it is not
Restrictions of funds lessened and gone
Your body now frail and old
Savoring each laugh, remembering each transition
Summer to Fall
Warm and dear, you cling to it all


And one day, with that same flashing light you will go out,
Transported someplace new
For a journey without the mortal coil which once confined you
A new unknown to sing about
Adam Mott Apr 2015
Cold little darling
Black and swirling in your sweet levity
Will you not lay down with me

Or will you take up arms with the 170
Swinging your violin violently about these halls
Harrowing the innocent
Disregarding phone calls

Round' the seasons you have been
Cold little darling
Summers come and gone
Work in places long overdone

You do not want to go back now
Black and fragile in your brevity
Fighting to stay above the tides

Lay down with me or take up arms
Regardless we shall all find
Something in ourselves to be harmed
Tags are silly nonsense
Like everything I make
Except Cookies
Those are dead serious
Adam Mott Apr 2015
I see the appeal of small towns
With the world so small
You will hardly ever have to say goodbye at all

With my world now so large
Each departure takes a piece from me
A sliver cast into the great big sea

We will never all be in the same place at once
My memories are where you must live for seasons
I hope you forgive me for these many reasons

I miss you all and it can keep one sad
I miss my parents, I miss my dad
The kids, the friends, the co-workers too
Teachers and acquaintances, even you

These days have not turned out like I planned
Exist in my heart and head
Hand in hand
I'll see you all again
Adam Mott Mar 2015
The subtle jazz comes on the withered old jukebox
Allowing for subtle hints regarding content and flow
The lights dimmed down real low
They start to come out onto the stage
Accompanying me, their hate like a plague
Brandishing my hands I commence the play

Up and down, side to side
The Moon glaring in from outside
Cold wisps of wind, whispering to me
Finish them, finish them, end their tyranny
And with sudden bravado I all all to see
The lonely heart inside of me

Moments turn to seconds,
Seconds to millineia
The music comes out melancholy and full of hysteria
Around we go
A carousel of fortuitous hope
Written to let the darkness go

Out they fall
To the ground, ashes and all
Nothing but ashes at all
Tags unrelated
Theme: Go play some Castlevania
Adam Mott Mar 2015
Been so long since I cared about anything
The ocean, the sea
All so far from me
Every chance I got to be a human being
I turned down to watch myself bleed
This wrong from right
Is it possible I'm having fun
This harrowed smell
Forcing me down
Could I leave without a fight
Or would I welcome myself to this maze of life

Cutting down deeper and deeper
The minotaur sings
Asking me questions  regarding all things
Forgetting the string
We go round and round
Who could tell us why

Let us enjoy this ride
While we are still alive
Content and tags are fwhohdfs;lcdiz
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