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Ben OHara Nov 2010
You do not exist


You were never there


So I guess all that I’ve been

is a conversationist



To


thin

air



To


empty

space



To a


distant

dream


To the


human

race



They fooled you too,

you spend your days


On your knees or

just thinking through

All the things that your heart desires to do



And I’d rather burn,

then spend my life tryin’ to learn

how to fight every urge,

hopin’ a savior returns.



Yeh, I will dance in lakes of fire

if that’s the way it's meant to be


But till then I’ll live my life


Without limits,

without fear



Totally Free
Written a while back.
Ben OHara Nov 2010
To say goodbye ain’t easy,

when you’ve done all that you can..

to convince yourself subconsciously that there’s more to a man..



Then what you see in photographs and read in magazines,

those flawless shining faces on your flashing TV screens.


Accepting to abandon sorrow,

can be a feat fit for a warrior

I was never one to dwell for long, but I’ve always been a worrier.



I’ll let you go, I’ll do it now.


You go your way, I’ll go mine.



And I’ll try to forget those summer days,

where we were tranquilly intertwined.


All those nights I whispered thanks to you,

cause I was scared as hell,

of where’d I’d be perpetually after that final bid farewell



I had a feeling from the start!



I had my doubts and in my heart


I knew, I knew



You were too good to be true.
(At least I never really loved you.)
Ben OHara Nov 2010
It's hard to hang up

without a proper goodbye



I was talkin' to a tone

without a chance of reply



Well our love just sprang up

so I guess it's no surprise



but I still can't forget those deep blue lies



I was a fool for your gaze

lord it burned so **** bright



There was no where I could go to hide from the light



And it warmed my chest, as it raised me up

So against my better judgment

I drank up that poison cup



God, that venom filled my blood

No, it didn't take long



Where I was weak

Girl, you made me feel strong



Then as quick as you came

Baby, you fled from me



As swift as the wind as it blows through the trees



I was a fool to fall for your dishonest eyes

when I think of them now

my spirit shrivels and dies



I'm sure that all your intentions were good

but if I could go back



I think that I would



take

it

all

back



take

my

love

back



cause I know


all I lack


and this ain't an attack:



I know this sounds absurd,

but darling you were my bird
Ben OHara Nov 2010
When others

so effortlessly lift you up,

with ease

they too

bring you down



I guess

that's why

in these recent days

in my pocket I carry a frown



Today

I don't feel like gettin' up

to face my faults

and deficiencies



My mind is tired

and my heart is tired

I've known no darker days then these



How many times

must you renew and refine

before

you finally retreat



I've tried my hand

so please understand

now I am rapidly approaching defeat



Every day

it looks like rain

When there's a storm swellin'

in your brain



But the fault

don't go

to the weatherman

lord knows who's the one to blame
Written October 3rd
Ben OHara Nov 2010
To be home again

To at last return


To end this wretched and wicked burn


To be safe again

To satisfy my soul


To cover this growing and gaping hole


To feel the warmth

To have peace of mind


To no longer feel utterly undefined


To begin again


To

make

it

right


To shatter the darkness

To bask in the light



To be home again


It can never be done


When my very home

was the one to run
Ben OHara Nov 2010
Can

we

talk

is a crooked question



Just

say it clear

without suppression



We've had at it now



We gave it all we got



And though I enjoyed our time around

I've thought it through and I have found



You are not

at all

what I initially thought



Babe you can say the same for me

but if you'd look closer, you would see



I did the best I could, I tried to treat you good



They say all good things must someday end

So now it's you and my supposed friends

I guess it all really depends



on whose the shiniest

and the most valuable

at the time
Written October 10th
Ben OHara Nov 2010
You can dress up your **** all you want babe

It's still gonna stink all the same



You can change your apparel

from your old hobbies, become sterile

you can even change your own name



But we know now,

what's really inside you



Those demons

do gleam in the light



The curtain is torn now

you wolf in sheeps clothing

now its

good ol' fashion


fight

or

flight



And you say fightin'

it ain't quite your style



And the good lord knows,

you'd rather stay a while


So I guess you might change


But babe really what's change

when you just speak it

and stay just the same



Either way

If you gave me a chance

I likely would buy in


I can't hardly talk

or think

when you are smilin


Your beauty,

my darling,

is blindin'


but don't you think

your **** don't stink
Written November 6th

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