take a trip with me
take a hit
come touch the stars
in a blimp
fly through space with me
chase bright blue cats
hit stars with baseball bats
let's shoot wisps of rainbows
from our fingertips
let's make out in the shade of blue
and dark purple
and green too
let's sit on the couch
and get lost in the haze
soar to the moon
color all the grays
one more trip
and then i'm through
So bye for now
Little moon

Life is filled with disappointment,
With hate,
With pain,

Sometimes it’s ok,
Like having *** in the rain,
Getting drunk as **** n staring at the stars,
late night drives in our run down cars
Sometime I can forgot I hate it,
even just for a moment

Life’s not all bad, it’s just most of it

A bluebirds chirpy song shakes off the morning's dew
a flap of its wings and into the fresh air,
she adds a drop of blue

soaring high up above the clouds
as the sun slides behind the glistening orange sea
and the moon wakes up from its sunset-bathed sleep
she tilts her head to the sky to see the stars twinkle into to life
she flys to touch them
but bluebirds aren't unlaced
the sky's the limit
but the stars are in space
over and under there is no escape
everything living is tied to this place


the earth is a zoo
exhibit one is the jungle
welcome visitors from space
please don't be afraid
the creatures of the earth are locked tight in their cage
the thick stained glass windows of the sky
safely seclude this planetary base

ants crawl
bluebirds fly
gazelles roam
and little boys cry
visitors are yet to come to the zoo
but are we the keepers or caged animals too

no rules allowed and chaos ensues
alcoholics start hitting up the *****
teens start trying on Holocaust shoes
men in black suits keep signing off on paper
no regard for woman no they just **** her
people once in power now cry in the shower
but at least they can't feel the fear on the streets today
people still fearing to be gay
people still fearing to say hey
no way
tired black suits just sign away

what can't come out on canvas
comes out of my wrist
strokes of black and streaks of red
help control my silent fits
I pound the wall with my fist
blood trickles from my hips
but it's ok
I'm used to this

I blend paint with pain
brush with blade
only difference is,
pain fades paint stays

Tie weights on my feet,
let the water take me home.
Watch the air escape my lips,
And the shadows engulf my toes,
the water drags me into blackness,
Let The light in my eyes twinkle out
Watch my lifeless body spin a tale of
A struggle that never was, with a final
glance down see that I am no more
Then turn around and walk back
As I rest on the devils moor

I want to feel love.
I want to be loved sure,
but to feel it is something new.
Something I can’t do.
My friends,
They do
My dogs might feel it too.
I hoping one day I can feel it
as certain as the sky is blue.
Oh, I hope it’s not true
when I think I’ll die
alone.
but who’s to prove me wrong ?
as my heart lies,
an empty home.


Well not entirely empty,

Filled partially with coke and and ***
and lines of things that could **** me.
filled a little with some empty ***,
and fake gestures of commitment.
I’m the problem, but so is everyone else.
Why am I do different?

A Thousand different colored skys Stitched together around you and I.
But we're to caught up in the dust, looking ***** instead of looking up.
And when we do look up to the sun we put our hands up to block the out glare. Darkness once filled our unknowing eyes till we stared up into the light, now I know what I knew all along; just because we don't see it mean its not there.

deep blue sea of stars dancing in the waves of time
the lone rays of light swim into my sparkling eyes
ghosts suns I'm seeing, have lived and surely died
what I see is an older time
when the earth still stood silent
and all the stars aligned
it would still be quite
but you keep talking
about politics
or some ****
I really don't care
I'm high as ****
so shut the hell up
 And look up and stare

driving sixty down an unlit dirt road
crying and dreaming of hitting a telephone pole
seeing a rope holding a small boat quite loose
using that rope to tie a tight new noose
cutting onions and bursting into tears
putting arsenic in all my beers
overanalyzing everything I said
turning the bathtub to a dark red
sitting scrubbing my feet
cleaning my head
laying in bed

waiting for death

The darkness inside me left,
But so did the light
Stuck with the emptiness of stability,  
I have no demons left to fight
My bittersweet friends met bittersweet ends
So now who's going to give me my insecurities about my weight and my height?
Who's going to restore my anxiety with that perfect sight?
What's going to make me feel like **** as I cry myself to sleep at night.
I'm stable now,
but it just doesn't feel right

I see the sympathy pour from your lips,
A waterfall of meaningful words I'm sure

but I'm fixated on the twinkle in your eye,
it reminds me of the midnight sky
The midnight sky my lover was taken under
The stars stood witness yet they took no pause in their dance above the clouds
Now the stars are hidden well behind the sun
Still,
blue skies don't make you smile
at your lovers funeral

The stars in you eyes make me sad,
Obsession with revenge takes hold
so I mutilate them.
   a slurpy cosmic soup
sits behind your tired eyelids

A small victory in the war with the sky