To leave this small town, I would dare,
If courage found its way to me.
A wasteland's blue and brown despair,
Cogs turning, struts of industry.

For years I toiled, for years I ran,
The pace relentless, never slowed.
Yet once again, here I began,
Back at the end of the road.

I’m alone stuck in my head
we both lost track of what was said.
Here I write but you haven’t read,
please just come to bed.

Lost in translation starts a fight,
another disappointing night.
Not sure of much but sure we’re right,
come to bed and turn off the light.

Mind’s running laps but in a line,
avoiding barbed wire and land mine.
Determined to stay up to greet sunshine,
come to bed and it will be fine.

I’m alone stuck in my head
an impending sense of doom and dread.
I write in blue but you mark in red,
please just come to bed.

Uh oh

Here we go

Everyone look out below

Is it sickness?

I suppose.

Baby fever’s

Got my nose.

I lie
and
I lie
and
I lie

I hide my behavior
to keep you safe.

I keep quiet
not to offend you.

I agree with you
to keep you happy.

I walk on eggshells
for you and
it’s never enough.

I lie
and
I lie
and
I lie

but when the truth
arrives at that
final moment;

jaws will drop
plates will shatter
dogs will growl

and
you’ll be long gone
after seeing what
a ghastly beast
I am

but for now

I lie
and
I lie
and
I lie

to keep us
together.

A decor of stars I wished to be,
Tranquility in me I wished to see,
I prayed to him,
To slay the moon ,
For me to be the vessel for it's light to swoon.

smothered in suffering
a skin and bone torture chamber

where muscle is a twisted oak
- the mind a hellish ride

until the offering up in union
is wrung from the depths of your soul

Over our head
Creeps big time
The only thing that is.

Fleshly folded
Moment, too alive
To die.

Witness to a break
In the softer water's wave.

Now, back, forced to see
No salve for the blind,
Sometimes, oh to be blind.

One is eleven's rhyme.

Way up
in these clouds,
just as my expectations
did fall hard
on my head
full of child-like dreams.

Remembering a future
and ignoring a past
that could break any
fragile strong-man
on any brand new day.

Why can't I
make you
leave me alone,
even here,
up in these  blue skies,
above these white clouds
so far away from home.