It's really hard to have hope
How is one to cope
When the scope of the problem
Shows to be your steep downward *****
And the rope thrown as a savior
Lands around your throat
Hope regularly seen as innately good
You may agree, but I don't

©2024

Wanting to feel
The sensation of something real
Needing to heal
Wounds I never wanted to reveal
What I conceal
Will only lead to a repeat ordeal
I keep taking the deal
While not understanding life's appeal

©2024

You didn't break my heart
Only snuffed out what was left
Soul crushing becoming an art
Love must have been mentioned in jest
Another gruesome end finding it's start
I fear to even hear your next quest
I beg for a hand as my edge crumbles apart
Why one is never extended is anyone's guess

©2025

I asked one time
"Why must we grow old?"
And I was told
"So we have the mind to ask,
'Why must we grow old?'"
So I guess I'll only show
But never really know
Oh well

©2024

Loving me
Is some kind of chore apparently
From what I see
It seems to be done begrudgingly
It is mostly
Basic surface level pageantry
So there is a "we"
But my end can be changed out if need be
The worst part has to be
That I can't help but give completely
And organically
Which always finds it's way around to biting me in the *****

©2024

I know one day
The other foot's gonna drop
And I'll be underneath it
In my final resting spot
Do my deeds, both good and bad
Stick with me through the rot?
Will I be chained to the scene
Or get too haunt a plot?
Will I recognize the deity
Deciding if I'm good enough or not
I wonder what happens
To every thought I've thought

©2024

Fly me to the moon
Pinky promise you'll come back to me soon
And I'll wait for you from sundown to high noon
Playing our favorite tune

©2025

My biggest regret
Is when I forget
That in a troubled mindset
A good outlet
Is an irreplaceable asset

©2024

I write this note
As I wrap this rope
One time around my throat
I don't want to choke
It'll be quick I hope...
...nope
I wish I could promise I won't
But I can't,
So I don't

©2024

Hi there,
I'm Jeremy's insecurity
Perhaps you've heard of me
If you're ever lookin'
For ammunition
To use against him,
Just talk to me
I'll divulge everything willingly
I won't even charge a fee
I'd be happy to supply it all for free
You can even call toll-free
Just dial 1-800-555-6663
And ask for me specifically

©2024

I've heard I can have anything,
Do anything,
Be anything,
If I'm willing to sacrifice everything
But here's the thing,
I have nothing to give
So nothing is what I'll be getting

©2024

If I had to guess
I'd say living's my weakness
A doomed quest
From my first breath
Breathing's an utterly useless
Skill to possess
Too easily stolen by stress
The designs a mess
No one in their right mind
Would choose this

©2024

I watch life's ultimate plan to bulldoze
Play out and target any happy settlement,
'Till all that's left are foreclosed burrows
Unwelcoming ghettoes
A real to life Gotham City narrows
Everyone knows
Shiit flows
Down stream and my life's the delta where it all goes
And it shows
As it never slows
Better days?
I'm out of those...
I don't suppose
You have one you could spare
All I have to offer
Is heartache and woes

©2024

Emotions are deceiving
Leaving
Pain to continue taking
Feeding
It's not something I'm giving
Eliminating
Without the thought of asking
Steeling
Ultimately left unknowing
The plot's ongoing
But the abuse is showing
As I'm imploding
Slow enough to recognize
That maybe the whole thing
Is by definition
A mission being...
...pointless

©2025

You want me to remember
Everything you've ever said
While you sit there and pretend
Our issues only come from one end

I need you to remember
Everything you've ever said
I will not defend
Just because you said it instead

From January on through December
I warn I'm seeing red
The monsters under the bed
Fear the ones inside my head

I try to be clever
Struggling to keep one step ahead
Of those oh so familiar thoughts of dread
And write my feelings in poems you've never read
...although
They only contain everything I've already said

©2024

I literally can't explain
How I'm still here;
Every single attempt
I've FAILED
Year after year
Went bottoms up
On a fresh bottle of Unisom®
FAIL
Two bottles of the same blue
At the same time
FAIL
THREE bottles
But this time
Of the extra strength variety
A 96 count in each
FAIL
One swipe of a blade
Straight across
Horizon inspiration
FAIL
Two more swipes
From left to right
Both left and right respectively
At an angle this time
FAIL
Eyes closed before a five story attempt to fly
Minus wings
FAIL
What have I learned?
Only that the next one
MUST NOT FAIL
Don't worry,
I'll get it right eventually
Trust me
You'll all see
I'll be
The hero in my story
Slaying the beast,
Escaping this purgatory
And FINALLY
Ending this tragedy
The only way I know how
...
I don't know how
...
Pageantry turned reality
...
This final bow is just that
...
A final bow
...
Please don't remember me

©2025

I don't care who it hurts
No ragerts

©2024

Honestly
I don't know what's wrong with me
Can't pinpoint why no one wants me
I just don't seem to be worthy
Not worth it to friends
Not to lovers
Not even family
And what's worse
Is if there's a god
I'm not worth his time either
And he's the creator
So that hurts
Because supposedly
He made me
I cry alone
When no one wants you
You can't expect them to care
Anything about a single tear
Sitting forever
Across from an empty chair
With a double dose of fresh despair
Topped with doubt and fear
And unlike times prior
It can no longer be covered by a simple veneer
Or distracted by yet another maybe year
'Cause you're always askin',
"How come he don't want me man?"
And when I reach out for an embrace...
There's no one ever there

©2024

It's all fun and games
'Till someone loses a heart

•°• A Twisted Classic •°•

©2023

I'd like to have a single today
Without the thoughts of a yesterday
And one nights worth of restless sleep
With no looming doom of a tomorrow that has a promise to keep

©2025

How can I love anyone
When I hate myself so completely
"Can't love yourself means the lady's sung, love is done"
That's what they say face to face and back to me
I only feel real between the setting and rising sun
Daylight, she has no use for me
I run when I should stay, I stay when I should run
Any past lesson dissolves immediately
This current tale can stop being spun
I wish to fade to black discretely

©2024

What's gotten into me?
Well, it's spite silly
Despite a lack of a vacancy
Much needed for what's actually important to me

©2024

Don't do this
Don't be that
Basically
Don't exist
Unless
You can do this
And you can be that

©2014

I love you
But fuuck you
Oh,
And I'm done too

©2024

Everything
Is supposed to mean something
But most of the time
Love means nothing
It's thee
Most deadly
Empty
Word ever muttered by a human being
To another human being
Since before love was a written thing
When you
Had to
Show what you mean
I beg someone
To give it a run
Please change my mind
I'll give you all of eternities time
Because that's how long I've been lost in the reasoning

Drowning,
Panicking
My pain less of a concern than my bleeding
Who cares about a life leaking?
Pointless thinking
Pay no mind to the fracture
Or the seizing
My end welcomed with a greeting
But not by me
My will is depleting,
Hope is retreating,
Am I coming
Or going?
A lack of confidence winning
Because manhood's deflating
And there's no refilling allowed since the beginning

Careless as I know you are,
Heartless can be seen from afar
Like a lighthouse from the sea
So I know you see
My desperate pleading
Muffled by the calamity of deceiving
I mean quote, unquote "living"
Or "believing"
Or fill in the blank with your meaning
Tell me the first meeting
Equals the year 15 evening
Yeah...
Love is beyond fleeting
And I'm partnered with loves nothing
Everything is repeating
From happy to grieving
I feel sorry for who's doing the tallying

©2025

no more
No more
No More
NO MORE
I'm going to get milk and smokes from the corner store...

©2024

I've worked myself out of a hole
Deeper than the dead
I know this goes against
Most of what I've mostly said
I just never stopped,
Pushing past every thought repeated in my head
And what pulled out ahead?
My promise to you,
Proving to be the strongest thread
"I'm still here son"

©2024

Even before
My feet hit the floor
I'm short a dollar
And a day late for what's in-store

©2024

An abusive psyche
No might be
Cradle to the grave most likely
The lengthy reminder's set for nightly
However not by me
I have no say apparently

©2024

Can't take another
New beginning
Of the end
Of the last
New beginnings
Dead end

©2024

They say if you don't love yourself
You can't love anyone
So please explain what I feel
For my one and only son...

©2024

Can I unmelt the candle
That's flame was blown out by your passing through
Almost as if too rekindle
What I felt for you but with someone new
I wish my most potent wish
That it was anything close to that simple
But even a man who was taught how to fish
Can get lost and float away on a passing ripple

©2024

If I knew then
What I know now
Would every new decision
Lead to the same place somehow?

©2024

Life is a game
You don't choose to play
The choice comes
In continuing to the next day
But is it a choice?
The questions asked knowing full well what they'll say
"No matter what happens,
You have no choice but to stay"

©2024

Life is the tragedy
That balances the more accepted comedy

©2025

What is that doing here?
It reminds me to remember a particular fear
How peculiarly sincere
But I have enough of that
So take it all the way back
It never fails to stick if and when I wander near

I've said it before
Both coming in and walking out the door
My vocal cords ring sore
You feed me Okay's
Say, "to hell with past days"
No more tears moped up off a shared floor

I've heard many things
So many things said many ways by many human beings
It's gone beyond repeating
Lost my sense of real
What's a partnerships appeal?
Even good beginnings befall painful endings

Keep the goodby
Trade it for another "never again" lie
And a slice of American pie
Words hold little truth
Slippery, not unlike a noose
That no one this time will be able to untie

©2025

Tonight is not a night
Where we will find sleep
Tonight is the night
That we find something more everlasting

©2024

I open my mouth to say
"I haven't felt wanted since..."
A soul crushing pause lingers to this day
Never do I find a when
That's where that statement has to end

©2025

There's a pleading tone to this question I battle before and after I ask
A not so simple, "why can't I just let the past be the past?"
I know at first glance,
I'm nothing more than moth in a trance
Pinging off the same piece of backlit display glass
An abused mind easily transfixed, statue still and steadfast
While running summer Olympic qualifying fast, all gass
Feet growing roots, interlocking with blades of grass
A introspective narrative of an internal impasse

©2024

Love me or hate me
Both have shaped me
I'm nothing more
I'm nothing less
Than what you see directly
With all honesty,
It's more than a philosophy
When I say "no matter what is tossed at me,
The good, the bad, the ugly,
It all now rolls right off of me"

©2024

You ever want to write
Something different
Than what you seem to be able to write?
Not some profound insight
Just something lite?
Lord knows I more than might,
Like,
Let's say you wake up in the dead of the night
In the stillness of the moonlight
The room is dark
But the clock is bright
Enough for sight
What you want never feels right
You want to produce light
But your muse is always ready to put up a fight
And you swear there's more to you than hurt and pain
And you know you have this talent
But when you try to use it,
It's not the same
Is it all in vain?
The thoughts that creep in
Start to feel insane
600 plus poems should be enough to drain
Each and every issues main vain
Can someone please explain?
Standing on a beach while the good in you feels like a single grain
Maybe the good in you is there but tied to the tracks of life's train
What's there to gain?
What changes if you complain?
What I've found
Is standing your ground
Will only leave you maimed

©2024

I don't mean to tile a question
But that's where I'm at
...
I don't know any further than that

©2025

I sit and rot
Wishing I could turn back the clock
A thief in a thought
With a litany of failures to mock

©2025

If I where to ever get around to it,
There will be very few who would care
Okay, maybe a little bit
But they will roll their eyes
There will be scoffs and sighs
They will try to disguise the smirk
That comes with the pride of being right with no surprise
Because "todays the day"
They will finally be able to say
"I told you so"
"I told you he was a monster"
"I told you he didn't care"
"What did I tell ya, huh? He didn't want to be here"
Nope, not true
But what do they care?
Had they ever?
Whatever
What's true is I will no longer be there
To wave like hell to clear the air
And attempt in vain to clear my name
I will have proven them right once again
By not being able to prove them wrong
Just another loser's dance and song

©2024

No one will be there
To witness me leaping
But they'll line up in droves
To judge me and my chosen ending

©2024

It doesn't matter how much unconditional love I give
I'll never get it back
I'll never know that feeling
But it still doesn't stop me from giving it

©2024

How does one live
Without a heart in his chest,
No positive thought in his head,
The worst presenting as his best?

A hopeless romantic
If it's not perfect, it's panic
Why is the worse case automatic?
I think it's called...manic

There's suppose to be no need
No one should be expected to try
What if I'm wrong?
Or what if I'm right and people lie

I just want you
To want to want what I want too
And maybe help put a few insecurities to bed
And pretend for a fleeting second true love's true

©2025

Album title:
Customer Service


.Intro.
"Grand Opening"
(Short Chris Rock stand up sample)

1. No refunds

2. You break it, you buy it

3. Do you have a recipe?

4. I AM the manager

5. The customer is always...wrong (right?)

666. Clean up isle six six six

7. Out of stock

8. We will be closing in five minutes

9. EVERYTHING MUST GO!

.Outro.
"Grand Closing"
(Short Chris Rock stand up sample)

Do it,
Love me
Do it,
Hate me
Do it
Now
Do it
Latter
Or don't
It doesn't matter

©2024

Kindness didn't always come easy
I spent far to many years angry
I thought there was no choice,
"That's how the world made me"
But that's not what comes naturally
It's simply not me

©2024