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790 · Jun 2015
Rage, Battle Rage
Alan M Taylor Jun 2015
There's blood on my hands, that I can't erase.
There's a piece of me missing, don't you see it on my face?
Oh why did we have to die?
Night after night, I lie awake.
Fighting my demons, keeping them at bay.
Oh why can't I sleep tonight?

Left, right, left, the battle rages on.
Still haven't slept, what happened to my home?
Left, right, left, I know I'm not alone.
Least we forget, the battle rages on.

My wings have been broken, so I hit my knees
Pray that you will not see what this did to me.
No I can't take your eyes.
My pride has been jaded, by my own hands.
I'm alive tho I'm shaken, but I can still stand...
Oh I refuse to die!
527 · Jul 2015
Fractured
Alan M Taylor Jul 2015
My feet may fail, only time can tell.
My brow may break, that bullet I take.
I may crash and burn, either way I'll learn,
Pour the gas and dance in the flame...

Are you fractured, from what came after?
Does your blood still simmer?
Feeling captured by regret...
I'm out of time and out of cigarettes.

You could freeze the sun, with the ice on her heart.
Cold and alone, is that all that you are?
You could stop time with the tip of her touch,
Don't dare count long, no it couldn't mean much..

Temptation follows me...holding on to what might be.
Your memory haunts me, strike me down just to watch me bleed...

Cause I am fractured, from what came after...
And my blood runs cold.
Feeling captured by regret...
I'm out of time and out of cigarettes...
520 · Dec 2015
Thousands of Miles Away
Alan M Taylor Dec 2015
Memories still invade my head
So many years since you wished me dead.
Madness deferred no longer. All that's left of me, my honor.
And I watched as everyone fled...

Where did you go?
Right when I needed you the most.
How the Hell could I have known?
Now I'm dancing with your ghost.

Empty eyes echo an empty heart.
Watching life escape the ones we harm.
The Spirit cries out in anger. Lost a friend, a brother, an angel.
Dear God, have You forsaken us?

Well, where did You go?
Right when I needed You the most?
How the Hell could I have known?
Know I'm searching for Your Ghost.

How the Hell could I perceive, the fury of those bombs?!?
Why wasn't it me, that You wanted to call Home??
490 · Jun 2015
Oct. 8th, 2014
Alan M Taylor Jun 2015
Me and my buddies, just gettin high. Sitting on a roof top. In the middle of the night. Staring at the stars, not a cloud in the sky. And I'll tell ya how it all happened, if you got the time.

My friend Alex, turning 21. Me and 2 others out on the run. We fought like hell to earn this night, not a minute was wasted, we didn't have the time. I kept us driving thru that ol country side, til we saw  the glow of that ol familiar light. We stopped at one place, stepped inside, place was dead. So we did decide to stroll on down, give another one a try.
**** we were ready, clean shoes sharp clothes. Opened up the door, she said, I'm sorry, we're closed.....
****.
I said hey I know a place you guys, follow me, it's right around the side. We heard jazz music as we hit the door, we grabbed a pool table for just us 4. We settled in the music, feeling the groove...then she walks in, not a one of us could move. She had long blonde hair in a bandana, looking like a hippie angel, banana-rama! Every one of us wanted be by her side, but she sat next to me and simply said "hi". I almost **** my self, I wanted to cry. But I choke it all down, and simply replied, my name is Alan, may I say "that you are fine?". She said hey I'm Whitney, and this is Josh, but the weren't together, Oh. My. Gosh.
They all got to drinking, all except me, I was drunk off of her, wiggly in the knees. We all kept talking, between 2 pool tables, a stranger walked up and said, if you're able,
I got place to party, so let's blow this place, we all agreed, he seemed fairly sane.
He lived around the corner not too far, so we all walked, no need for the car. Whitney just walking, we're all just watching, all of us wanting her, to call us Big Poppa.
The stranger we met, come to find, had one hell of place for a hell of a good time! We walked in, a place meant for a dude, then he said "HEY! I got a window to the roof!"
Now, naturally, we all complied, said hell yea man! move aside. We climbed out that window, into a new world, we all sat down, me next to the girl. We packed a few bowls, and passed em around, getting a bird eye view on this busy town. We felt so high, everything seemed right, wishing we could sit there for just one more night. Old friends and new, under a blanket of stars, we saw a new world without going too far.
We all sat and talked as the hours flew by, jamming Van Morrison as day met the night. I didn't want to leave, here by her side, but it was time to go, so we said our goodbyes. We crossed back over thru that ol countryside, we all just smiled at our adventure that night. A million other things we could've done, but none meant more than the four on the run.
This is a TRUE story that I put into a spoken word format...I still think back on that night... :)
483 · Jun 2015
One; from Feb. 2014
Alan M Taylor Jun 2015
Like glass destined to break, we shattered; far worse than break.
Walking on the shards of yesterdays ever haunting,
One is left to question, One is left wanting.
More than is seen with the eye, a truth without disguise.
That it could be: the glass could be whole,
Instead of ever longing the touch of your soul.
Swayed to chance, drawn by gravity, an inevitable tragedy, the devil's grant.
One glass still standing, half empty half full,
Waiting, no, longing for gravity's pull.
435 · Nov 2015
Empire
Alan M Taylor Nov 2015
A fire was started with your betrayal...
You loved me like Heaven but put me thru Hell!
Now all these walls come crumbling down...
I walked away but I turned around.
And saw

Our Empire, it burns. It's glow and mistakes made light my way.
Finally I've learned and know; that this life I leave is not a life for me.

You say I left you broken and cold...
You wish my arms were yours to hold.
Ha. Baby, we've been down this road.
I've just gotta find one of my own.
Because

Our Empire, it burns! It's glow and mistakes made light my way.
Finally I've learned and know; this life I leave is NOT a life for me!
304 · Dec 2015
Shadows of Yesterday
Alan M Taylor Dec 2015
You let me down, you broke my crown
So I'll fly away until the angels come calling.
You've shown me how, the difference now
So I'll sail away til the light house calls me in.
All mistakes made, and words along the way.
Keep me rooted in our betrayal.
My thoughts are gone, lost in an ancient song
Hoping it will call me home again.
To your arms,
To the days we had before.
Where all we had in front of us was nothing to hold us down.
To your eyes
And the way they made me feel.
Where no one else existed, no one else was real.

Shadows dance, across the empty room, where our dreams once lived so strong.
Moonlight shows, the darker side of our beaten souls.
Nothing can hide, the scars we've endured, no one can replace, the hardness in our hearts.
Moving on seems easy, until you try it on for size.
My mind wants to forget you, my heart still refuse.
Seems my soul is the last thing to loose.
46 · Apr 2020
Manifest (W.I.P)
Alan M Taylor Apr 2020
They've privatized Empires; modern holy wars.
While they sit in THEIR spires, holding what is ours.
Time to take back the entire, of what they **** us for.
The time is now ours, come and claim your form.
Work in progress.
34 · Apr 2020
AnxieDEpression
Alan M Taylor Apr 2020
Have you ever tasted a gun barrel?
Tamed, wasting your life, cause you're born ferrel?
So tense, drawn back, like an aimed arrow?
Not knowing when release comes, do you care? No.

The fingers that keep you pulled taught, is the grip on reality we've all sought.
It's fake. Only fish hooks into our past thoughts.
Keep us on the line...and next one, till it's all gone.

So now our aimed isn't as pure, skewed by temptation.
Say my name and I'm sure, I'm viewed with damnation.
Am I insane? And I'm sure. I've got a few screws, lost on vacation.
But aren't we the same? I'm sure. Much love, and good vibrations.

— The End —