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Alan S Bailey Dec 2014
You just stood there, arms at your side,
The playground filled with silence, you moved on,
Walking away, your dark hair, balding head,
I called out but you just left me there, left, gone.

You were always so gone, but even then I may confess,
It's psychology, did you intend to leave me there?
I was helpless I felt no one could save me,
I cried and cried and wondered if you ever did care.

My pain burst and the tear drops in my eyes,
But these were no ordinary fears, for some reason I guess,
You'd been there for only more than two years,
I think you put them into me, maybe you weren't the best?
Well the belt, the whip, the hate the pain, you always were
There for guilt trips and blame, was it all just me?

Such a dark person, perhaps you seemed to want us believe,
To trust you that this thing God was a man, that it's all "Pater Pan,"
Although Disney was racist, but that's hard for some to conceive.
Alan S Bailey Dec 2014
The sun in my eyes I look up and see
Into forever, I breath deeply
Pulling all the air in
Trying not to let go but it's leaking
I keep looking up-into forever,
The sky is a pale sapphire,
I keep trying to take in each breath
God teaching me, needle, getting even
-higher
Alan S Bailey Dec 2014
Here I stand, a joke, the laughter in my ears,
From everyone who tells me I'm just another of
Those loser queers. A mockery, a beast,
Just an animal to say the least.
I can see when I'm not wanted, don't
Know how many times they've called
My name. Can tell when I've been
Spotted, been lost time and time
Again.

So I sit still, a vagabond, a little over-shocking,
Less and less come to my door, and almost
Always theirs a knocking. I can't recall who
I was, a blurry face in the crowd.
Now I'm always here because, I stand
Out in the misty shroud. I can never be
Heard, yet all can say my name.
Always the loudest booming voice,
Even if I'm "extremely plain."

And so I ask the world, why am I still here?
I've got no one who understands my needs,
No not one far or near. I guess in time I'll
Disappear like everyone knows I should,
Though if you have an itch you'll scratch it,
Even if they find out, like I always know you would...
Alan S Bailey Dec 2014
Everyday lives begin the same, with everyday peoples dreams,
Those who know everyday seasons promise us all our needs,
Unspoken 'til they know them, as natures heart still bleeds.

Before anything we choose, we just made a fatal error,
For anyone here that knows, just had a "Vegas" marriage
And then we find our future filled with wars of terror.

Everyday lives begin with a bang, planting future seeds,
People who hear the rumors spread them before you speak,
Spoken "exactly" as they heard you, as if your words cannot be.

Before anything we choose, we just made a fatal error,
For anyone here that knows, yet another broken marriage
And then we find our future filled with wars of terror.
Alan S Bailey Dec 2014
Quietly softly ferns fields, wheat cool smooth crisp clear skies and Sun, delicious meal. Gentle light soothing ray wondrous' Universe Of coming day. Smooth sunshine pushing fern And pine sweet smell of hickory today. Fresh water uplifts Spirit Antlers preened tended to flock birds and Water crest. Valley field stream droplets of pure gold light and flown. Disappearing Into the thick brush Eagles Spirit is shown. Tipi cools offers new light to upcoming Fire to stay warm and keep it going, under Pure leaf of almond colour hides a gold Feather sweeping winds blown crushing it To the forest ground and letting in the  Light...
Alan S Bailey Dec 2014
The laughter fills the basketball court
As the swing sets chains ring and the slides are hot,
All desks are turned towards the chalkboard
The sun beating down on the cafeteria and lots,
As the pencils tap and all of the art is displayed,
Only the grass is soft enough for the shoes
Which sits by the trees and fences which fade.
Old are the backgrounds of trees and leaf and roots
Of flowers and birds and bumblebees,
Amidst cans of soda and pizza sitting on trays,
The smell so delicious wafting in the breeze,
A fantastic feast for my "merely normal" childhood days...
Alan S Bailey Dec 2014
Your hair is like white snow, filling my field of view
With this beautiful sky of clouds over our heads,
Up and on into forever they shall climb,
Bringing our imagined dreams to life we can't forget.

You sit upon the grass, your the only thing standing
Between loneliness, I feel a stab in my throat,
Like I cannot bring to words how I feel (the "M" word)
Before you find out what I really want to know.

You see, I made this song, it's about our kingdom
About you and me, my heart dances, I want to know,
Is there any place for this song bird who's sung,
If it is caged then where do all the notes go?
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