the bar is closing, but she is opening
she is as soft as the night
when she removes all of her clothing
underneath the dim alley light

even though they hurt
they refuse the hand of the father
rolling around in dirt
then bathing in rusty water

egos collide, egos divide
narcissistic and too commanding
egos inside, egos provide
an image that is so demanding

egos misguide, egos betide
the mind that is not expanding
egos aside, egos denied
would lead to more understanding

the best poet on hello poetry
they keep to themself
they hardly communicate with others
they're writing stays on the shelf

the best poet on hello poetry
writes down what's in their head
no poetry sisters and brothers
they are the one who is never read

she wants a man in her bed
ten men hanging on a line
like hearts, hung out to dry
one of those hearts was mine

good morning sunshine
i wished for you on a star
your beams are so warming
that warmth can go so far

(stars fade
they disappear in your light
my day is made
when you take away the night)

good morning sunshine
i wished for you on the moon
brightness is now forming
daylight is coming soon

there is not just two sides to a coin
there is a front and a back(heads and tails)
then there is the outside circumference...

it circles the other two sides

skip it across the water that they're treading.

caught up in the trends
is the means to an end
as we pick up our pens
remember trends never bend

the message that it sends
there's no thoughts to defend
protecting from the winds
it's our own fire that we tend

i can only do what i can do
what inspiration tells me to
writing it down without thinking it through
i believe that's the way to be true

i can only see what i can see
the burning flame inside of me
letting it pour out and letting it be
i believe that's the way to be free

filling my mind with thoughts so hypnotic
tying knots with a gloss of polished melodic
topics from the pockets of the soft symbolic
optics that cross my eyes and let my mind frolic

There have been times I've been lost all alone
18 years old and without a home
I robbed and I stole, and I let it be known...
I'll slice your throat, and cut to the bone

swabbin' the deck and walkin' the plank
clangor and crash, clatter and clank
I had myself and the devil to thank
swillin' down whiskey, I drank and I drank

batten the hatches, there's rough seas ahead
sterns would be broke and sails would be shred
splatter his guts and off with his head
let dead men lie where they've made their bed

i was born to be a thief and a vandal
i used to have a hand, I let that hand go
some of my decisions are hard to handle
at both ends is how I burn the candle

i was born to be a hard hearted killer
she reaches out her hand, I can't feel her
my feelings are all only for the stealer
for this sickness there is no healer

looking out my window
at the cars and people going by
all of those blank looks on faces
makes me want to cry

wonder where they're going
i keep wondering where they've been
the tales unravel, they have traveled
to hell and back again

looking out my window
at the shells of bodies going by
all of those traces of places
makes me want to die

thinking back to my unloving crimes
back then i was lost, and i was blind

back then i never believed in never

i didn't see your light that shines
i missed the love, i missed the signs

i never knew our ties would sever

if i could hold you just two more times
once for my heart, and once for my mind

in that moment i would live forever

this is a world of contradiction

simple facts erased by complex lies

they have a thing called a smile

but they only use it when it benefits them


i just want to come home


they have a large homeless population

that doesn't out-number the empty houses

they spit on those who would beg

and wish them the worst


i just want to come home


they have a thing called collateral damage

taking lives over an opinion

they only seem to value themselves

and material items


please, let me come home

all of these people
do they deserve to be exploited?
if you knew what i know
then it couldn't be avoided

in this spider's web
is a gold mine of information
wrapped in silk they fall below
the fangs of predation

i can feel spirits of tortured souls
they can crawl right up my spine
they won't let me let the horror go
their suffering is all mine

i can hear voices of murdered dreams
like a ringing in my ears
i ask god why i'm serving screams
i ask why i'm herding fears

i see fingerprints of ****** grips
crimson smudges paint my wall
i write down their troubled scripts
every time those spirits call

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all my life i thought i was trying
i laughed just to keep from crying
looking back, i went down the wrong track

just more memories to dismember

i surrender

all the time that i spent just wasting
was only time i was facing
looking back, at every rock hard fact

only bad things that i remember

i surrender

in this world we're living in
it's so easy giving in
it's harder to stand and fight
to try to do what is right

with love we could shine
a light from your heart to mine
we are all the same inside
let's let go of foolish pride

you have to learn a lesson, before you can teach a lesson

i am so curious
i talk to a lot of people from other countries
don't germans mostly hate americans?
besides the tourists and volkswagon owners

i mean, we stole your technology
and einstein

genuine article, no parts that aren't artist
marvel at the arsenal that startles the smartest
targetting farce barnacles, catharsis, my harness
i harvest the heartless like a shark on a carcass

if i'm your only inspiration
boy, you have it wrong
it shows that your mind is weak
your writing isn't strong

is this some kind of infatuation?
or your way to prolong?
put away your violin
i already heard that song

because he is a successful man
because he wears a suit and tie
everybody, let's rally around
we should listen to that guy
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-
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because he lives in a cardboard box
because he just wants to die
everybody, let's look away
we should ignore that guy

i'm just man with a radical passion
i craft the lines and then put them in action
snapping the backs of theatrical factions
smashing the mansions of every flashy attraction
i demand to choose facts over lies fashioned
subtract the stacks of imagined distraction
standing in the shadows like an assassin
attacking and slashing with reactive exaction

i've been trying so hard to see
if there's a light that shines for me
in my mind, the darkness falls
i am the effect and i am the cause

i've been trying to keep it strong
against the things i know are wrong
in my soul, my weakness wins
i am the penance and i am the sins

my head is hazy
when i wake up every day
i try to walk the right path
with demons in my way

my mind get's lazy
then it goes astray
i'm always doing the math
when's my dying day?

the grave, it craves me
to death i must obey
i don't want to die right now
i just want to stay

life is made for taking chances
seeing where those chances lead
when i think of you, my heart dances
you are everything i need

so tired of walking this desert
of barren land and the driest hope
i am parched. beyond belief
i don't know if i can cope

my mind exists in an arid region
where the sand blows over my screams
i am buried beyond living
beyond life, beyond dreams

when my blade cuts with surgical precision
ions from blood spray cleanse the air
this isn't killing, this is religion
no angel is harmed and no sinner is spared

then, back at the fountain of contrition
holy water will clean my blade
i was sent to live my God's vision
this isn't ******, this is my crusade

love is like a test in beats
leaving the strongest heart deceased
i know i did my best, at least
now my heart can rest in peace

it's okay to go against God
it's okay to go against nature
just don't go against your government

if you could touch my skin
you would feel all i am within
and if your touch is real
you would feel all that i feel

if you look behind my eyes
you would see what i am inside
and if your sight is true
there's a chance for me and you

living lives of contradiction
where the facts are turned to fiction
we are the cause because we are the system
we are the killers, we are the twisted

misunderstanding is our affliction
where a touch is turned to friction
we are the burn because we are the symptom
we are the killers, we are the victims

It's about time to have your mind blown
courtesy of the refined drone
in a rhyme zone
design prone

i'm about to hit you with a sublime stone
you're not even in my time zone
i find clones
resigned moan

enough reality to make a mime groan
words from my mind's own
the sign's bone
i'm line prone

i'm the one who makes the slime known
from a velvet lined throne
the blind's shown
divine known

i have no real dreams to speak of
i speak of my nightmares even less
i am just trying to reach the peak of
that mountain, where i am blessed

material goals aren't what i talk of
spiritual goals, i talk of more
i am just trying to walk the walk of
those spirits who walked before

i pledge allegiance to the rainbow flag
of the united states of america
and to the contradiction, for which it stands
one defunct nation, under government
invisible
with liberty and justice to money

i am not a politically correct person
sometimes i call gay people "****" or  "*****"
not to hurt anyone's feelings
but
because that's how i was raised

history has turned into a blame game

one page forward, two pages back
you say one thing, then change the fact
once a victim, now on the attack
now i don't even know how to act

to be honest
i feel uncomfortable around large groups of black people
not because i misunderstand them
but
because they misunderstand me

history has turned into a blame game

one page forward, two pages back
you say one thing, then change the fact
once a victim, now on the attack
now i don't even know how to act

they come when resistance flees
with no way to appease
they bring me down to my knees
those feelings are my disease

emotions, i try to replace
with just an empty space
i can ignore them, but i can't erase
those feelings that i won't face

when the love is gone
you grit your teeth
you curse the sky
you fall beneath

when the love is gone
you close your eyes
you tell yourself
no more goodbyes

when the love is gone
you're on your own
you look around
you're all alone

there's no nutrition for my being
what i need is what they're keeping
the pain won't ease, laying, bleeding
i am here, weak and weeping

there are no dreams that i'm seeing
a vacant dream is how i'm sleeping
i can't proceed in the life i'm leading
i am here, weak and weeping

the defense versus the prosecution
the judge who hates prostitution

his name is john

the pretense lends it's attribution
leaning toward total absolution

the flame is on

the defense versus the prosecution
the lawyer who hates prostitution

his name is john

the pretense lends it's attribution
leaning toward total absolution

the blame is on

Indifference only exists at the moment of birth.

insanity is just all in your mind

there's a final destination
but i have no plans
i'm a free-ranging, solitary, makeshift man

there's so many resting places
but i have to move
i have plenty to do and nothing to prove

there's a final destination
but within life's span
i'm a free-ranging, solitary, makeshift man

i get lost in the time
when i'm tossin a line
all of my problems are lost in my mind

i don't need a big lake
to make a great escape
i sit on the bank and wait for the take

you know it's a sight
when my line goes tight
i set the hook and i am in for a fight

i get lost in the time
when i'm tossin a line
all of my problems are lost in my mind

having no root, i followed my own route
i used to know no other way
some would say i was the sum of a brute
i used to prey, when i should pray

i used to believe in an eye for an eye
to our minds vengeance comes in twos
by the time that we buy our last goodbye
we do what we do, then pay our dues