...if a picture's worth's a thousand
In your gaze lies my memoire
I say a person's eyes must change
Fore within your stare I'm marked....

I write. I drink and I write. I fill bins. Many bins.
I look at your picture. I study your eyes... I start again.

I set the table. I dimmed the lights. I'd like to say I won.
I will not say I knew you. I've no idea who you've become.

My eyes never shifted from the table. We may not have stayed the course,
Had I noticed your eyes so full of tears, instead weighing what we'd served.

...they capture pictures come to life.
They capture scenes in their reflection
When you catch me eye to eye
You'll learn me from the silence...

Am I made to play the part, A vagrant full of sin...
The proof is in perspective. You've seen who I have been.

Each time I leave behind a piece. A picture will not do.
Words will not to fill my chalice. My inspiration left with you.

...the black lines divide the darkest colors
Must be the labyrinth I'm lost in.
Fore when you grow bored, not for my words
I would surely be forgotten....

I don't cry - but sometimes
When there are no more battles to be won
Tears fill my eyes.

I don't live outside - but sometimes
I step out from the shade in the sun
And let the light in.

I don't beg - but tomorrow
When the world skips and I lose my place
You'll find me pleading

I don't pray - but today
When I open my eyes and can see your face
I'll count my blessings.
Count my words as though they will soon lose
meaning.

Silence is golden; leaving my words weightless.
If the truth set us free, I would have sacrificed
Less.

Shed the debt, you free the monster.
Chin up, it's good for your posture.

I don't age - but sometimes,
I look in the mirror at the scars that I fear.
My expression fades as my complexion withers.


Smile... Take a picture.

I awaken and she's bleeding.
43...42.. she punches her ticket.
41...40 Dont curse me death!
                 Convince me I'm sleeping.

My hand touches her back,
She bolts for the door.
My fists clench perfume
Expression and pride, collidewiththe
                                           floor.

I emerge from my home,
Dislodged like a stranger.
Confused and displaced; A break!
Her silhouette betrays her.

She loves unicorns,
but what is this before me!
This creature stands over
On all fours, the beast feeds...

Heaven! Heaven if you're at my door
I will answer!  ....
She offers it her hand as red pours over.
All white stains dark; a puddle left over.

I pick up a spear and take charge!
The only white I meet,
         within her approaching eyes.

She wraps her arms around
Pleading for its well being.
The beast retreats,
I turn to the bleeding...

Why protect it?
What's left of this?
A boy and his stick...
I awaken again.

Nothings changed from this bed.
The morning's her first daily visit.
An ember surrounds her in smoke.
I punch the alarm,
                    She punches her ticket.

39....38....

It's just a first; it's just a second.
Take one more minute; light one more habit

I stand before you, stripped of pride.
My name is trash; ive lost my stride.
Adament for one more night.
More oer you'll see she's right.
One more mistake would leave me empty.
Nuances blur lines of bitter sweet.
Save one that calls me by my name.
Take heed, take stock but leave no shame.
Eagerly i plot to share my pain.
Run away before i can.


*Thanks everyone for your words of encouragement. it feels nice to air out my words where they can be appreciated.

Cheers to idle fears and fruitless years

I stand upon my shadow

She traded lies for worthless guys

It goes where ever I go.


She'd give a penny for my two cents;

 my senses oddly smitten.

My shadow leaves no form to follow,

For the darkness leaves it hidden.


Tho' no paths lit, I will not sit.

This void is where I stand

From within our mess of shadows,

She offers me her hand.

He'll punch that bag until he doesn't hurt again.

Until his side's are Split

And his body is rebuilt      

Dare fiends catch him by surprise again.


                                        Stay right and pray

He abandoned faith, hope got away

He can see your pain

He always was a betting man


You found something inside of him.

Until you show what he can see

The darkest parts you cannot reach.

And passion will ignite again.


                                     Wipe the sweat away

You're perfect now, he's here to stay

He can feel your pain

He never was a betting man.

Somethings not right here

Somethings never right here

I've misplaced my good sense

I swore I left it right here



Touch your chest

Wait for the beat

That's life;.that's living.

It's Goodbye love,  It's poetry