Wipe the sweat off your left cheek,
It's been quite a while so you reek,
Open your tired eyes and peek,
Don't you forget to blink.

What do you think?
Maybe, “I’m a freak.”
Or perhaps, “pathetically meek.”
You’ll ruin your own week.

I outpour
Never will I soar
Only from the core
Then they check through my drawers

Next they rewire
So i'd admire
every second of my own desire

Lastly, I hear the ricochets
through my own airway

I cannot speak
As they call me a freak
Life is looking bleak

Bang Bang?

The woods just keep getting darker,
As I am ever so starker than the invincible Mr. Lake,
And I'll the climb to the top of the branches,
So the moon can shine a little light,
On what is left of my life.

Be concerned,
I might have crossed the line,
I will be disappointing to you.

Get myself together,
Twist the vines as I make my way down,
Back to the wood's underbrush,
And the demons make the ground rumble.

Be concerned,
They will be here for me,
My soul will be theirs.

Bedside blues,
Sitting with no purpose,
Pride doesn’t exist anymore,
You’re left feeling empty inside,
Feeling the urge to hide and fly away.

Bedside blues,
Jacked up on whatever you got your hands on,
Ashamed to look at your worn face in the mirror,
So you sit on the edge of your bed,
Admiring the sky outside your window.

Bedside blues,
Blurry vision prevents you from getting up,
To continue your day would **** you dead,
Pondering how much a gun might cost,
How much would it take to fly away.

Bedside blues,
You don’t mind the abuse,
That lingers on your wrists,
Falling farther while flushing razors,
This is the last time.

Bedside blues,
Welcome home,
To your bedside blues.

How many times will my name be called within one day?
From the depths of my conscious to the outermost membrane,
It's a situation I cannot just walk away from,
And the insinuation that I'll give up only in my dreams,
Just makes me want to go even more,
For you believe I'm not me,
For you believe that I'm a liar and a manipulator.

If I'm just that fake I might as well go,
Leave my stuff here before I sink further,
And the temptation to bury myself in toxic waters is great,
Nothing you've ever felt will compare to the hurt,
In my chest and in my cords,
So take my hand before I say goodbye.
Before I say goodbye.

Spend some time with me,
Sit with me and laugh out the fears,
The fears that life has no point and I have no purpose,
It must be tonight and If He was real then I'd use that as my pedestal,
I wouldn't care if I was called fake cause if It keeps me awake then so be it,
Spit out your truths; do you believe I will make it in life?
I'm tired of being told I cannot,
That I cannot start this life off or make it with the dreams that I have.

If I'm just that fake I might as well go,
Leave my stuff here before I sink further,
And the temptation to bury myself in toxic waters is great,
Nothing you've ever felt will compare to the hurt,
In my chest and in my cords,
So take my hand before I say goodbye.
Before I say goodbye.

And the poison on my wrist,
Seeps out once again and into the air it dissipates into gas,
Enough for me to inhale and drink,
Drink until the world is fuzzy and grey,
Don't care, Don't care,
It's this pointless verb of dying that won't carry me on,
Don't care, Don't care,
Just believe in me, Just believe in me.

If I'm just that fake I might as well go,
Leave my stuff here before I sink further,
And the temptation to bury myself in toxic waters is great,
Nothing you've ever felt will compare to the hurt,
In my chest and in my cords,
So take my hand before I say goodbye.
Before I say goodbye.

Oh and before I say goodbye,
Place a rose in my hands,
With the name I was given but not the name I received,
***** you if you think I'm not me,
***** you if you think that this is manipulation,
Do you realize how much I drown in your hate?
I want to thrive and I want to strive for more and more,
It's just before I say goodbye,
I'll be watching for a way to survive,
You wrought hope and said I'd be living mediocre,
Did you realize that I don't care?
It's something I need before I say goodbye,
Before I say goodbye.
Before I say goodbye.
Before I say goodbye.

I can't shake this hunger,
I just wanna be younger,
Instead I'm torn asunder,
Unhappy in the summer.

Have at thee,
I won't plea,
That's on me,
Please, oh please,
Leave me be.

My little bundle of joy,
My sweet baby girl,
My loving little pup,
I can't bear to see you get taken away,
Please don't let them,
Take you away.

The word of one person,
Could remove you from my life,
I know you won't understand,
I know you will be okay.

My little bundle of joy,
Your brown eyes and eager little paws haunt my mind,
Don't go,
You've given me something to go outside for,
I care that you are inside too much,
I want you to see everything there is.

My little bundle of joy,
My sweet baby girl,
My loving little pup,
I can't bear to see you get taken away,
Please don't let them,
Take you away.

Bench on the path,
He sits in the middle of the woods
Covered in the prints of time,
He’s withstood howls of anger,
And cries of anguish,
In the middle of the woods.

Bruises and cuts were tended to,
As were disconnected friends,
Two lovers brought closer,
And a father with his child.

Bench on the path,
He’s still in the middle of the woods,
Brimming with memories of animals,
The ones who died,
and the ones who fled,
In the middle of the woods.

Blame me,
For the knife stuck in your throat.

Blame me,
For the moths blocking the light.

Blame me ,
For the drugs in your system.

Blame me,
For the grave you dug.

Call my name in the murky water,
Hold still and let me go,
Tonight, the tide is rising,
I'm beginning to fear the changing,
Although, I know, everything will be alright,
Follow me inside so that I don't have to be alone,
I'm submerged and drowning,
Whisper secrets in my ear,
Listen to me tell my stories.

The house is under the water?
What do I do now?
Mama, help me, oh please,
Get rid of all these catastrophes.

I'm running and gasping for breath,
Asthma embedded in my lungs,
Dead ends and cobwebs line these soaked halls,
Well, if nothing really matters than why am I still beside you?
Despite, the pressure on my chest,
And the waves, they somehow reach me from miles under the surface.

The house is under the water?
What do I do now?
Mama, help me, oh please,
Get rid of all these catastrophes.

Pushing for more, I don't want to hate my life forevermore,
Give me an arm or a heart to hold onto, my dearest.

I wore this faded hat of blue,
A symbol of a time long passed,
Now it's on my shelf,
Waiting to be revived,
Waiting for something that will never return.

Cause I've found peace,
Inside this sound,
Inside his eyes,
And that peace will prolong until I am gone.

Invert those colors and you'll get red,
The truth reveals itself and I can run,
To life,
To fight,
I will continue on in empathy of living.

If I'm to be honest,
I'm starting to trust you,
And with trust comes a feeling I enjoy,
It's your companionship that I long for,
Nothing more.
But could you forgive me if I brought home a stray dog?
Would you forgive me if I stripped my bones of meat?

And the morning welcomes new thoughts,
While the night ushers them out the door,
Because without the sun,
I'm just me. Just a son.
Not a mask,
Not a man.
Just a son.
Hoping to meet you tomorrow.

I'll take it to the sea,
The reality of myself,
And could you please listen to me,
I need to know If you're alright,
Nothing less,
But could you forgive me if I brought home a black cat,
Would you forgive me if I stripped my bones of marrow?

Feeling like making something but you can't come up with anything at all.
Your brain is going haywire to find something to do,
Creativity has lost it's capabilities and you're rehabilitated,
Time goes so much slower and the clock is moving on it's own dime,
Feels like you could drown yourself in blank white walls and stale chips.

Boredom is the word you know and hate,
Thinking of simpler times,
When you could find fun in a rock by the creek.
Boredom is the word you know and hate.

Wishing that you had a gun to shoot up the toilet for a good time,
You've got cobwebs in your brain hole and you're not feeling up to ****,
Instead you'll just sit on the floor and melodramatically cry,

Boredom is the word you know and hate,
Thinking of simpler times,
When you could find fun in a rock by the creek.
Boredom is the word you know and hate.

Where do I want my hands,
These detached brainteasers.

Inside my closet?
Or under my desk?

When the world came crashing down,
Your shoulders were breaking out of this town.

Your skin doesn't stick together like it used to when you were young,
Watching the spiders as they are strung,
From the wall you're a nobody's girl,
I'm here to hold you as you hurl,
The catastrophes your eyes have taken,
and if I'm not mistaken,
you're in love with me,
I swear I won't flee.

Keep your demons close,
Taking all of those blows,
I don't know how you do it,
I'd have quit and had a fit,
You're nothing but a husk,
Waiting for dusk to break fake fallacies,

I said that, "I wanna see you happy"
Well, let's not get too sappy,
Otherwise I just might cry,
You're no stranger to asking why,
I'm a mama's boy you're just a broken toy,
but you're gonna wanna stick with me,
I'll show you every tree by the sea,
I'll reveal what the hell they mean by smile,
I never wanna see you on an Isle alone.

For the land underneath my time
It's a crowd of thunder
from a man into a crow
becomes the king, himself.

Brick by brick
we can build this kingdom
from the bones up
your reign has ended

Now back off
cause I'm taking back what's rightfully mine
fulfilling the prophecy I created
give me your famous last words

I'm sending you down a rabbit hole
why don't you let me know where it goes?
there's something at the end you'll want to see
the anger that infested me now out to get you

Where will you run?
when you've got no place to hide.

It's always ending at the little brick road by the creek,
In my dreams I will laugh in despair cause it's not fair,
What the trees like to believe is that I am there for my dying days,
The problem is that they might be right but I can't tell,
Cause my fists are numb and there might be some razors buried inside,
My fair skin begins to bleed cause I've been running away with common sense.

Me and my bug juice,
Wander these pixel halls,
In a disguise,
To hide from curious eyes.

This dress I'm in,
Is too bright,
The seams,
Like to hurt my arms,
And the wind,
Brushing along my legs,
Make me feel icky.

Me and my bug juice,
Wander these pixel halls,
Keeping disguised,
To hide from prying eyes.

The sweat pants,
I befriended,
Books keep my mind,
Distracted from...


Me an d my bu g juice , (Daddy got it for me !)

Wand r these pix el halls , (Barely remember where it was ?)

Slowly d elirio s , (Don't make him mad , please ?)

I 'm try ing to be se ious . (Wasn 't trying to laugh , I promise !)


Me and my bug juice,
Wander these pixel halls,
Keeping disguised,
To hide from prying eyes.

It's been difficult to write lately,
Stuck inside the words of Rhymezone,
It's going on day eighty,
Can't write without breaking my collarbone.

You might see,
I'm outside,
standing with the banshee,
I'm so awake, wide.

Remember when we sat under the street lights?
When we never understood where we were,
We liked to pretend that everything was fine,
Remember when we looked up at the stars and stared a while?
Just as young and dumb as we are now,
I wish that I had that courage to say "stay."
Remember when we lied about our feelings?
Thinking we liked anyone else but each other,
Singing songs about the forest and forestry greens,
Swear to God I could regret that kiss,
I need it back, I want it back, Please let me have it again?

Here in the dark I will park,
My cab and pray that it will not get blown away,
I let the engine run as I continue my search for more,
The cab then begins its journey as it suddenly contrives,
Through lightless tunnels and pouring rain on the shores,
It stops in front of a light and I’m blinded by the sheen,
I suddenly find that I am scared of what I’ve been searching for,
I figure out that I cannot take the wheel so I backpedal into the trunk,
I feel the cab start to move and I’m terrified for my life,
I peek out of the crack and see the back of a man’s head,
He claims his life depends on me so he’s helping me drive away the light that blinded my own space,
His hands are not even there and I know that he lied,
But I sit inside the trunk and plead towards the morning sun,
The cab finds it in itself to stop by the riverside,
Ignoring the man up front,
I follow the steps in the sand,
I turn around to say, “I’m walking towards the morning sun to find if my doom is washed away and all I did was completely undid.”
So I leave him in the cab as he cries out for my hand,
But I’ve found what I’ve been searching for and I don’t need his say.

Take a moment to remember,
Our coffee date in November,
The spark of a thought-lost ember,
In December, hold me tender.

Calligraphy note left neat on my chest,
Made me forget all about the rest,
I cannot believe that I'm not a pest,
Something of a strange little mess.

Don't forget we looked at the stars,
From inside of a cold foggy car,
Our toes so cold and so far,
I had to say that you got my heart.

Take a moment to remember,
Our coffee date in November,
The spark of a thought lost ember,
In December, hold me tender.

Calligraphy note, in my sketch book,
Every so often I'll take a look,
You're my love,
My dear,
The one who holds the hook.

Put down the gun
Put down the gun
We’ve got you son,
We’ve got you son
You’ve had enough fun,
You've had enough fun.

Gunned down the store,
Modified gun, **** man,
Took a step outside,
Made it out alive.

“Let us inside!” They cried
“Let us inside!” They cried
The men in blue won’t abide,
The men in blue won’t abide,
Cover up the **** up, they lied,
It won’t blow over, they lied!

21 and under,
No need to worry about cars,
It’s your survival skills,
What are your exits?
Can you fight?
The rule-makers won’t give up guns,
Now you dropped to second in the food chain,
Arrogant white boys, they won’t die, so they’ll plow on.

12 years, we’ve been hit,
1,400 laid in graves,
Here’s to your souls,
Here’s to the kids,
Here’s to the families,
Here’s to the innocents.
I don’t know where you go,
But I hope you’re happy where you are.

All that I can figure out is nothing makes sense,
I end up resorting to burying myself in the sand,
There's a chance that I am nothing more than a child,
And the wind calls away from this place I called home.

My tear ducts are alike to the canals on Mars,
Empty and red from the eons of dread,
You're no better than me, stop pretending.

The pressure on my chest,
Before I took the bow,
The final word conspires
Against a holy fire.

Can I breath again?
My lungs fill with fire,
This time is ever so dire.
Can I breath again?

Bodies piled in the corner of my closet,
Masks hang the row above my bed,
A faucet that always leaks, hanging out of my eye.

Can I breath again?
My legs are crumbling under,
Cause I'm such a downer.
Can I breath again?

Detonate the fuse
Gonna start a ruse
We are gonna lose
Now it's time to break the cues

Can't hold back
Can't hold back

They just wanna live in war times
Never in time to the chimes
They're gonna live sometime
Can't hold back full-time

Can't hold back
Can't hold back

Detonate the crowd
Feeling so endowed
Yelling out loud
Taking a bow

Can't hold back
Can't hold back

They just wanna live in wartimes
Never in time to the chimes
They're gonna live sometime
Can't hold back

Can't hold back
Can't hold back

Detonate the main street
Underneath our feet
Well it's gonna reek
I can't hear any heartbeat

Can't hold back
Can't hold back

Father up above
Sent me a dove
A message of love

Can't hold back
Can't hold back

Her eyes are a dying fire,
Losing wars and hunting shores,
I can visualize her breath on the stained glass,
Then I hear the voice inside her head,
Harshly whispering how she's better off dead.

Crumbling into the bed of roses at her feet,
Falling into the emotions and broken bones,
Shouting out from somewhere below,
The crows have her arms now,
They're moving on to her feet.

Where did the time go when you were young?
The viper suddenly struck you down,
Under the stars above.
The midnight dove.

When I see you turn your head,
I remember the dread,
That ripped through my bed,
Now it's sitting in the shed.
Your eyes had captured me.

As the crow leaves home,
With nowhere to roam,
Better watch my tone,
He's scared of the phone.
Your hands had captured me.

When the sea rises,
Listing all the demises,
Handing in the crisis,
Fighting for no causes.
Your soul had captured me.

Don't let me be.
Gone.

Cacophonies,
Caterwauling,
A somber symphony,
Coming from the concrete,
Underneath, below the street.

Sing me a song,
It's been there too long,
I've been way too strong,
I just wanna get along.

Its gonna be some long nights for all of us,
I wish I could say I remember more,
I was young but I said I loved you,
Wanted to marry you, didn’t I?

Now I understand why,
When I take a look back on all those pictures, I,
Know that you had a heart made of home,
Homemade cooking and some pleasant hugs.

Tall and handsome with a charming smile,
Tux, dressed up to those soft brown locks,
I hoped we could talk sometime that day,
Never did and now it’s the time to regret it.

Now I understand why,
When I take a second glance at limited memories,
I know that you had a chest made of family,
Thanksgiving dinner and fresh deer jerky.

You showed me how to shoot the bow and arrow,
Didn’t let me touch but I watched anyways,
Flipped onto the trampoline with a little bro,
Mom said no but you smiled and did it anyways,
I was too scared but I admired your bravery.

Now I understand why,
When I take a look back on all those pictures, I,
Know that you had a heart made of home,
Homemade cooking and some pleasant hugs.

I will try to avoid those eyes,
But now I'm here to give you words as to use,
To teach you how to live,
And take your pain to turn it into something memorable,
And take your anger to turn it into beauty.

Charismatic man in a velvet chair,
Drinking wine from people's heads,
A divine dine on smooth manipulation,
Raised his gun to your hearts and he's killed you all.

Birthed into abuse and grown into faith,
Singing songs of his own wraith,
Walked to the edge and threw the ring,
Deception into nightmares.

Eyes of charcoal grey,
You won't find anyone else like him,
Running his hands through a black dove's feathers,
He has no sympathy for your tears.

Take his eyes off of his face,
Blind to the world and it's beauty,
Covered in fake roses until he is laid in his deathbed,
He's not trying to lie to you, just convince you of stranger things.

Pockmarked arms,
Sound off alarms,
Stargazing farms,
Dependent on charms.

Unrealized power,
Atomic shower,
The flavor's sour,
Everybody had better cower!

I don’t give a ****,
By stupid, you’ve been struck,
As you run amok,
Running over kids with your truck.

Unrealized power,
Atomic shower,
The flavor's sour,
Everybody duck and cower!

Planted marigold at the doorstep,
There's blood left in your stead,
Its all you’ve ever been fed,
I think you're out of your depth!

Hats off,
Heads down,
Gather round,
Pray for the sound,
Pray for the sound,
Pray we'll all be found.

Unrealized power,
Atomic shower,
The flavor's sour,
Everybody duck and cower!

Chemical bath soak me up,
***** skin with ***** mind,
Laying face first in the porcelain,
There's only one thing I can't find,
That's the will to live more lives.

Yet still I cleanse myself,
Rid these bones of my own,
Tainted soul,
Corrupted, selfish mind all for itself.

"The cure comes from what we seek,"
Says our tiny human brain,
So come outside and take a peek,
Watch as the rain may repaint,
Our skin, and it may reek,
It will drain us of our frame,
Leaving us without a need to be weak.

Listen to the pattering drop dead, dead silence,
Until we're told that in order to revive we must relive violence,
Through our childhood eye, we're not proud of compliance.

One life to live it, never mind, I'll take it,
It'll be time before you realize the sin was sitting,
You'll be sick and frail until you fake it,
Alternate versions of biting syllables,
Thought you never could be considered dead for a sit,
It seems as though you never thought it'd be hitting until you started quitting.

Listen to the pattering drop dead, dead silence,
Until we're told that in order to revive we must relive violence,
Through our childhood eye, we're not proud of compliance.