Distracted I wander,
Following the wind as a parachute.
Gliding on the backs of others efforts.
High above the canape and their common roots.

My mind never settling,
Always thinking I've made a wrong turn.
Backtracking, backtracking , was I ever on track,
What track leads to what I yearn?

Curtains' numbers one, two, three, four,
Players play for prizes, hope not to get burned.
Got a bad deal, don't win the sports car?
Go home and buy a rope and raise some concern.

Someone goes to stop you,
Get what you want, by threats and scares.
Instability will only balance if naivety is company,
Show them the scars and burned hairs.

What's the right choice!?
I'm drowning in possibilities!
Past chances sail away,
As I sink to the bottom of the sea.

Lacking emotions,
I take from those who feel.
A feeder of feelings,
Taking what is real.

A great man died,
Never met him in his life.
Yet come the end of his service,
I hold back tears in my eyes.

Everyone around me sad,
Remembering bittersweet memories.
As I stand there a stranger to their god,
Not knowing what life has in store for me.

Sad music plays,
And I try to see in the smoke,
The face a man or god,
Something to give me hope.

Hope that he is rewarded,
In their kingdom above.
As I take cues from the family,
Who gave that man all their love.

Leaving the service,
Holding the host in my hands.
No idea what to do with it,
Not knowing my plan.

Few there knew me,
Kid in red with long hair,
Stood by the grandsons,
The look on his face showed he really did care.

No clue on religion,
Or the story of the boy in the manger.
Rest In Peace,
From a stranger.

Bet you can't remember,
One year and two days ago.
Not the face of the boy,
You let into your home.

Met him that day,
Friend of a friend.
Hospitality swayed,
And you let me right in.

"What was his name?
I dunno but he made me smile.
Laughed all day,
And made out for a while.

Was an odd kid,
Always wore running shoes.
Said I was his first kiss,
I even whipped his **** out for a few."

O girl you have no idea,
How often you come to mind.
A memory of the past,
A happier moment in time.

Haven't spoken to you,
In one year and two days.
Though I tried twice,
That didn't get me further in your maze.

So now I am backtracking,
Eating crumbs off the floor.
I can't believe it's been one year and two days,
Since I've met that *****.

So hot in the stone walled algebra room.
Heat suffocates the students leaving us all confused.
Got so hot in there all I could do was rip out my hair.
Ripped it out chunk by chunk until it was all gone and I was bald.
But, but, but, still too hot.
Stripped to nothing I threw off all my cloths.
Sat at my desk naked and bald.
Now I am far too cold...

What a surprise,
I'm waiting till sunrise.
A girl has my mind under lock and key,
Her presence like food, always fills me.

I'm pushing off others,
In hopes that I may catch this feather.
Elusive and electric, so hard to catch,
More than one hand reaches for this missing patch.

A patch to fill one's life,
Deepest cuts of love's knife,
Will make the pain worth it.
Music, love, happiness, I just want it all to fit.

I have my feelings posted,
Wanted adds for your love on every door step.
So please sign on that dotted line,
Then you can be only mine.

Little boy stands,
In his empty room.
He's got nothing to do,
'Cept to crawl back in the womb.

Stands by himself,
Not one person at his side.
Voices inside him speak,
But he'll always deny.

Denys that they're there,
Denys that he cares.
Denys the looks and stares,
Denys the cross he bears.

Bi-polar fish out of water,
Flops around his own life.
Makes his way to puddle of water,
To only find a puddle of knifes.

Cannon ***** in,
Happy and glad.
Sinks further in,
Submerged and mad.
  
Denys that they're there,
Denys that he cares.
Denys the looks and stares,
Denys the cross he bears.

Tries to swim out,
Cuts paint the scales.
Fish drowns in blood,
His own gills have failed.

Little boy stands,
Watches it bleed.
Takes the fish in his hands,
***** out the life he so desperately needs.

Denys that they're there,
Denys that he cares.
Denys the looks and stares,
Denys the cross he bears.

Fish guts and blood,
Pour into his mouth.
Eyes open wide,
Life headed south.

Finished he licks his lips,
And grins a big smile.
The boy's life now has meaning,
The meaning is his denial.

Denys that they're there,
Denys that he cares.
Denys the looks and stares,
Denys the cross he bears.

Denys the den eyes...

Trying to reach the stars,
Rising rising and yet,
I am stopped by invisible bars.

Landlocked alone,
Clouds like curtains cut me off,
Chained to my home.

I see you and all of your grace,
Floating above the clouds,
Somewhere far out in space.

I fly forward with all my might,
Trying my best to get to,
This amazing sight.

But then the air stops me,
Holds me back from,
That which I need.

I push forward and forward till I begin to bleed.  
Can't break the barrier,
So I fall to the Earth as a seed.

Know what I want,
I want what I need,
But something blocks me from that which I see.

Pathetic,
That's what you are,
And always have been.

Little winy *****,
Who can cry on command,
Don't you know lying is a sin?

****** that I left you,
Thrashing in spite,
You shout to sky.

Dragging yourself down,
Showing me how I was right,
Screaming insults at the traffic that goes by.

I wonder why,
Or how you cannot let this go?
We are done.

Now I know,
You attention *****,
Anything to get me to run.

Make your insults child,
This is as far as you will get.
Because I know you are reading this.

Grow up child,
Actually move on,
Because it's you I don't miss.

Vulture fingers,
Scour the flesh.
Picking out flaws,
Not seeing the best.

Picking at the surface,
Finds everything wrong.
Won't look deeper,
Doesn't want to stay that long.

Scavenges through the skin,
Making blood gush out.
Tears in his eyes,
Mind full of doubt.

Who can love roadkill,
Picked to the bone?
Flies in his insides,
Making their new home.

Maggots in the eyelids,
Rotting to the brain.
Picked himself to pieces,
"We knew he was insane."

Vulture fingers devour,
Every single flaw.
Leaving a mutilated and infested corpse,
"Perfection" is what it's called.