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Braxton Reid Aug 2017
Pick up your guitar boy
Keep that chin up
Your life's not over yet
Its only just begun

I want the lights to be softer
And the noise to be gentle
So many are so strong
And I feel so brittle

Breath into me again
Resuscitate my lungs
I want to feel like I did
Once when I was young

Familiarity comes to me
Lying on its back
It never wants to stay
It said theres something I lack

I can't fall asleep again
Im not sure I want to
Braxton Reid Apr 2017
I feel the radiating heat falling off my engine
As I sit by and partake in a ritual passed on from men before me
The smoke hits my fingers and I know this is a religion that should be forgotten

In my mind im trying to prepare for a service to a community I betrayed
By getting behind a wheel while I was emotionally unvailable for those around me

A sense of accomplishment inside me for fixing this now radiating engine that sits besides me just a few hours ago
There's something to be said for hard work

I'm doing okay
I have a past, but it doesn't define me
It let's me know that I'm just as human as anyone around
And humbles me when that sense of accomplishment trys to turn into a beast of triumph that is above the world
Braxton Reid Apr 2017
Quicker to judge
Quicker to love
For the most part the fast nature of our society helps us evolve into our future selves
Some use it like a drug though
And while drugs are fun and even supported in our new found kingdom
We forget the distance we swim away from shore so quickly
Like children in candy shops, we salivate over the things we hate to love, and conversely, love to hate

The simple matter is,
While you love to hate someone who thinks differently from you
How often in one day do you think different from yourself?
I do frequently, but in that I find growth
I find meaning in hearing the woes and experiences of others
Even if it pains me
Because sometimes I know I'm wrong
Braxton Reid Apr 2017
I have a recurring vision of me underwater
Completely conscious and viewing the great beam of light trickling in from above me
It happens when my thoughts become too much
When the wave breaks and takes me under, I suppose
"Let my mind run underneath warm jets"
I sit there with my eyes wide open and think of nothing
At least thats how it feels
In reality I'm thinking of everything still
And right when I want to close my eyes and stay under
With the predators of the sea and my heart bleeding
I realize I need to breathe and swim back up
The quote is "close to you" by frank ocean
Braxton Reid Apr 2017
How long before the next group leaves?
Are my interests now just a fling?
Do I truly know who I am when no ones around?
Or do I lie to myself to stay on this weak ground?

When was the last time I grabbed my guitar?
The wood that held me together when I fell apart.
Now it feels like  distance away
As if I drove out of town just to give me a break
But forgot my way home and started a new life
In this lonely town that holds all my lonely strifes
Braxton Reid Apr 2017
Tingle on the tongue
Knives in my lungs
Sorrow
for what I've done

Haze of mind
"All in due time"
Flicker in the wind
Body coaxed by sin
Braxton Reid Dec 2016
I want to meet somebody while on tour
A fellow musician that can see the whole
An open mind and a muse
A broken hand that lit a fuse

Love, love carries us
Not for more than an idea
A simple brush stroke away
From a smile that isn't out of fear

We wrap ourselves in kerosene
burn for those who care to see
What we really shine for
A lit fuse leading to what's in store
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