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Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
Things not going well now
I'm ready to crack
Satan himself
Laughs at my back

Waiting and hoping
The pressure will take
I'll say something awful
Like God is a fake

That's how he gets started
How he gets in
Turns you against God
And welcomes you in

I'm not that foolish
Sometimes I'm bothered
But he'll never deny me
The love of my Father
Going through rough patch, but I'll not give up.
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
Useless babble
Thrown forth from a drunk
Reminds me of a child
Playing with bubbles in a tub

You can't understand them
You laugh and you think
One's just a baby
But the other
How much did he drink?
Inspired by a drunk friend babbling while his wife gave his son a bath,thought it funny and ironic(at least his son had a good reason for babbling, he was under 2) :)
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
Alas I've found another Muse
She knows not yet
But still it's true

For from inside
Inspiration again flows
Until that time
Like the rest she shall go
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
A cougar from the mountain came
On padded paw she stalked her prey
When he came within striking distance
All was over in an instant
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
I walked through a town
That I once knew
Walked not drove
And that's how I knew

All along the side of the road
Bottles and cans strewn all around
Flattened cigarette packs,
General ******* and such
Stark reminders
Of those down on their luck

We drive past such things
Each and every day
We don't blink an eye
Nor do we say

Maybe that fellow
Could use a lift
It's pedal to the metal
And around all lifes corners

We drift.
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
Back to the happiness
My little pills bring
My heart was a'flutter
And now does it sting

Some things in life
Are just not meant to be
What will happen next
I'll have to wait and see
Brendan Thomas Mar 2014
We started out nothing
And as nothing we shall end
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