you stood against your old battered car
it’s summer in Northern CA
you’re dressed in all black
lipstick perfectly applied
and black hat appropriately tied
lost in a thick conspiracy
did you know it was me
you had your suitcase
gloves on and pen ready
a tape recorder for evidence
each detail is prevalent
you wrote down the license plate
of my rental car
to provide to your lawyer
but never gave his name
i feared you may punch me
square in the face
and wished you would have
for your sake
a trip to the psych ward
was what i wanted for you
just one 5150
my last hope for clarity

It's me who polluted the air waves
Me who un dug the skeletons of the past
Now there demons run rampant
It's me who ******* this up
I treated this "thing" we had like a rug
And I tore it from the floor up
I ripped this un known relationship from the foundations
Threw rocks and shattered the window
Took a sledge hammer an knocked down the brick walls
I'm the plague that killed us
It's not you its me
And I must build this house alone
It's not you its me
Hopefully you'll like to put the blame on me
It was me

There are those ugly burdens of life and                                                                We are greatly overburdened with those                                                                Absurd,ugly,and sad pressures of life ...                                                                 We try to overcome those ugly pressures                                                              Of life ,but all in vain and hopelessly ....                                                                Unless we are standing on a hard ground,                                                            Then all we do is useless and absurd anytime ...                                                    Life pressures us to fight back its atrocities,but                                                     All comes uselessly and all in vain anytime ...                                                        ___________________­

Welcome to my home
And uninvited guest
That swept in like a storm
Sat next to me as I slept
Banged on my chest
Now I know why my heart aches
Pushed away the other feelings
Dried them out like a dessert storm
Now all I feel is you
No your in my head
Beating my brain
I close my eyes and all I see is you
You slumped into my lungs
All I breath is you
Harden me
Trained me not to care
Your the blood I bleed
The taste on my tongue
The aroma I smell
What would this world be without you
How would a heart break feel If you weren't there to comfort
What would a cut feel like
If you were absent at the seen
What emotion would take place if I broke my arm an you weren't around
What would I feel
Let's face it
You wouldn't feel anything without pain

i wrote a letter on a napkin,
Left it in the break room for all to see,
Butterflys & dragon wings,
Dented brains,
Zombies are lame,
Apostolic Atmosphere,
Coke pancakes,
Canadian convos,
Metaphorically you're a drawr in reverse,
I'm not ****** just lonely.

They played in the Garden of Eden,
After hours, when the street lights when out,
And the pavement cooled down,
They drank from green hoses,
Fine aged wine in a different world,
He gave her a boost,
Soft hands on bark,
So close to touching the moon,
The earth beneath her,
No fragile wings opened,
They chopped down the tree the next day,
No Garden of Eden,
And no little girl to play,
He spends his days making paper airplanes,
Thinking of the sky that took his bestfriend.