We think with our brains.
We bleed with our hearts.
We have names for those who use them,
and names for those who don't.
The truth we most oft neglect
is that we all have both.

Perusing a concrete jungle
Luminescence hangs from vines in the trees.
Strife rears her horrid head
Making a scene amidst the thoroughfare.
Last words never came so easy,
Now they flow like moths to a flame.
A bitter sweet cacophony fills the air;
It derives in the heart, and
Echoes throughout the mind.
Dissonance abounds the pursuit of vain glory.
Angst it seems has found a new bottled friend
To misplace his faith in.

Pride’s timely advance to the rear
Couldn’t be timed better.
Stoops offer little comfort
Compared to the nest that cradles hatchlings.
A vagrant’s attempt to console loneliness
Falls like music on deaf ears.
Sleep that rarely comes easy
Now seems possible without porcelain prayers.
Resolve attempts a reawakening
On the concrete jungle’s stairs
Only to collapse beneath the weight
Of nature’s tipping point.
Remorse is destined to wait,
At least until first light breaks
The incandescent glow of
The concrete jungle’s neon lights.

We could pretend nothing's changed,
But I can't force believe that lie.
The truth was always leaving,
I just couldn't say 'Goodbye.'
As summer came and winter passed
So too now our meetings, alas.
Perhaps better days have seen my eyes,
But with the truth so vivid, clear,
I'd hardly say my best.
So now my dear,
I bid you adieu. Adieu.
Alas, the truth was always leaving
And now I've said 'Goodbye.'
I wish to you the best of everything:
For golden years and bluer skies.
As for me my beloved friend
At last, I say 'Goodbye.'

Tired of being tired
Of fighting this fight.
The lost soul's guiding light
Means another sleepless night.
Never found a genie in a bottle,
But there's an answer if you dare:
Late night shut eye after porcelain prayers.
The Sandman's sleep plans
Do nothing without sleeping sands.
So here we go:
Cup down, bottle up
It's time to test liquid luck.
First light into the next,
This story ends with rest.

We all pray to the same God,
Whether you are right
And I am wrong.
It makes perfect sense to me.
I hope you open up your eyes,
Because faith is all you need.
So listen to the words:
You make it better
Or you make it worse.
It's all in how you do,
Not in being one.
Being best means nothing
If the rest can fall.
No, you're not Atlas
But you can help save them all.

Not a day goes by
When i dont watch
Time drift away

Not a hour passes
Without myriad melodies
Playing in my head

Not a minute is waisted
Without the thought
That intangles my mind

Not a second mosies away
Without a light
That gives me hope

Look into the looking glass child,
Tell me what you see,
Look into the looking glass child.
Tell me what you see.

Your just a faded image of me child,
Just like the me i used to be.
Don't make the same mistakes as me child,
Don't turn out like me.

These days go on and on,
They never seem to end.
These seconds pass
As though eternities
In a broken hour glass.

Time will never cease,
Never stop ticking,
Never stop living;
Whether the peak of mountains,
Or the very dumps of life.
Time will never stop ticking.

Tick, tick, tick,
An eternity of time,
Never to return.
Never to come back

Rolled into perfection,
Stacked and beautiful.
Loved for the sake of loving,
And wanting to be needed.

Torn. Between two places,
Both of which are home.
Not knowing what to expect;
Not expecting what is known.

Consider these the words
That nobody ever said,
And consider these the actions
That nobody ever took.
Sometimes it's real,
Sometimes it's fake,
But this time is different.
Consider this the extended hand
Of friendship that was never offered,
The chance we are afraid to take.

Once I wondered
If people were scared
Then I pondered
If they even cared

The just sit
And they watch
As problems arise.

They just sit
And they watch
As these problems
Escalate.
Leaving more problems
To retaliate.
They just sit
And they watch
As these problems
Get passed on to others
Leaving these problems
In the hands of someone else’s brother.

Where do you turn
When greatness flees?
Retreats to peaks
Just out of your reach.

Cynicism surrounds you;
Loyalty is missing
And luck ran away with
Fortune and honesty.

When it leaves, it's gone
And there's nothing to do
But dig deep, and believe
That you are greater than you.

Stand still
Sweet night,
Embrace the now.
(Fret not, salvation awaits)
[Don't forget, sinning is fun]
{It's always your choice}

Still standing
Silent night,
Question the now.
[Don't forget, sinning is fun]
(Hold strong, salvation awaits)
{It's always your choice}

Standing still
Spinning night,
Forget what's real.
(Don't worry, sinning is harmless]
[It's too late, salvation is gone}
{There's rarely a second chance)

Falling down.
Sorry, night.
Accept your choice.
(Fret not, sinning is harmless.)
[Don't fear, salvation returns.]
{It wasn't your choice.}

Maybe if these words
Rip your heart out
You'll know what it means
To have lost it all.
You didn't have to give that much,
But that was too much for you to give.
The next time we meet
It wont be much better.
I'll mark you 'return to sender'
And hope you get lost
On your trip back home.
Do not say you know how I feel,
That's just make believe.
I'm better now,
Back from the Lost and Found.
Here's to hoping
You remain lost to me.

With sin in my heart
I respectfully decline.
While actions are a part,
All thoughts are mine.
Since faith alone remains
I'll push to be better.
Master of my domain
Means walking on water.

I am a child in danger;
Candy from a stranger,
But it's better than that.
I am a man insistent
The only way to prevent
Is not going back.
I am a friend afflicted.
The gypsy predicted,
No changing that.
I am a soldier of justice,
Wishing it was just us
Never catching slack.

A beautiful notion,
Eternal devotion,
But it's not by design.
Love's real intention
Might be prevention
Of losing your mind.

God Himself did tell you
If you'd listen to what He said
This life has no preview
For when you end up dead.
This life is your testament
To what you always meant.

God Himself did tell you
If you'd've listened to what was said
The difference between bad or good
Is the direction you could've led.
It's the decision to rise up tall,
Or the way you take the fall.

I know you won't forgive me,
But there's still hope for that.
I know our love is twisted,
So let's untwist it yet.
You say that life is wicked
And there's nothing to forget;
Then baby lets get toasted
And do something we'll regret.

Flying over a river,
Looking into the sun.
One word from the ancients
Questions what we've done.
The devil may cry
and so may I,
But that's not indicative
of any of our crimes.
Though the world pretends to listen
Too few heed the wisdom
For a hope of any kind.

He told me
He forgive you
And so should I.
He told me
Life is too short
To live with anger
Because you die.
He told me
He wasn't perfect,
And even though he tried,
He told me
He often came up short
But he always tried.
He told me
All the answers
Couldn't change his fate
But that free will
Would eventually prove
Him right.

I'm stuck between pages
Like you wouldn't know.
I've been here for days now
Trying to let go.
I'm stuck between pages
Trying to get past,
But this story doesn't continue
When the hero's out of gas.
I told you not to move on;
I told you not to wait.
I took you to the horizon;
I took you to your fate.
I told you that the future
Always trumps the past.
I told you that these days
Wouldn't be our last.
I'm stuck between pages
With no where else to go.
I've been here for days now,
Trying to let you know.

Every time I touch a controller
I set a new highscore
I said a new highscore.
Look out behind you, *******.
I capped that ***;
You should've watched your back.
Now I got an L-shaped block
Watch as I drop it in that L-shaped slot.
Haters gotta throw the blue turtle shell,
Because they can't keep their kart on Rainbow Road.
Donkey's going to throw some barrels at me;
Don't worry princess, watch me jump.
I promise I won't get hit, not even once.
Hey there champ look right here;
I just stuck a plas grenade
On you right ear.
Lucky shot? So you say.
Still watching me tea-bag you
From the grave.
Pilot Wings, Punch-Out, Mario
Madden, Sonic or GTA
It doesn't really matter
The number of pixels we play.
D-Pad or joystick,
Night or day,
It doesn't really matter how you play,
Put me on tron I'll blow you away.
Turtles in Time:
You take that next slice.
Even blindfolded your no match
For my SuperScope.
Tony Hawk, what a joke!
In Pacman or Galaga in space
Even with the Kunami Code
You've got no hope.
So the next time you hear
Scorpion yell "Get over here!"
Have no fear
A Sonic Boom will soon be there.
Busting out Atari's Pong?
Noob, I'll pwn you
One-thousand to none.
Hell, not even Parapa the Rappa
Can touch my rhymes.
Read those initials
That score is mine.
I said read those initials;
That score is mine.

First meant everything,
But it really means nothing
Unless your last too.

Beware as you march into the night,
For that is when the monsters come out.
They sleep during the day
Because they are afraid of the light.
The dark cloaks their faces
With a shield named anonymity.

I use my imagination
Like a drug of recreation
The master of innovation
It's always there
Keeping me away from reality
Knowing what it does to me
Takes away my fear.
A phoenix from the ashes,
Superman behind his glasses,
I'm invincible.
Guarding me from action
With my own distractions,
It seems sensible.

My mother's always saying
It's alright to cry'
But I'd rather
Put aside my feelings
And spend the dollars
To help myself get by.
My mother's always saying
'As long as you try'
Now I'd rather
Lose my ambition
And spend the dollars
To get myself high

And I know
The truth is leaving,
But to you
I can't say bye.
So I'll spend
A couple dollars
And use them to get by.
I know you think we're even
So don't believe that lie.
And I won't stop breathing
And I won't say 'die'
Instead I'll spend those dollars
And use them to get high.

If you think God is with you
You're in for a surprise.
He gonna leave us hanging
Like he left his son to die.
In the morning,
I'll be better
But tonight I'm getting by.
I'll spend those extra dollars
and use them not to die.

And I know
The truth is leaving,
But to you
I can't say bye.
So I'll spend
A couple dollars
And use them to get high.
I know you think we're better
So don't believe that lie.
And no, I won't regret her
And no, I won't say 'bye'
Instead I'll spend those dollars
And use them not to die.

When the morning gets here
I'll give it another try.
I'll stand up
And show I care
Enough to try.
When the morning gets here
I know I'll be better,
But tonight, I'll get my whistle wetter
And spend those dollars
To help myself get by.
Yeah, I'll spend those
Hard-earned dollars
To prepare for another try.

And I know
The truth is leaving,
But to you
I can't say bye.
So I'll spend
A couple dollars
And use them to not to cry.
I know you think we're even
So don't believe that lie.
And I won't stop you from leaving
And no, I won't not try.
Instead I'll spend those dollars
And use them to get high.
Yeah, I'll spend those dollars
And use them not to die.
Yeah, I'll spend those
Hard-earned dollars
To prepare myself for another try.
Yeah, I'll spend my blood-sweat dollars
To get myself on by.

These rhymes
Were designed
To do nothing
But give me Peace.
It’s not what you hear
Or what you see;
It’s what you perceive
That casts the lasting image
Of what life can be.
So the next time
That you get up,
Stand up.
And you might find
You can turn dots to lines.
Paint a picture,
Just use your mind.
It’s easy to be
What you want to be
Just follow the dream
Like it’s your destiny;
Make it a reality.
If it’s your dream
It ought to be.
So next time
Don’t just get up,
Stand up.
See what you want to see,
Turn that dream
Into a reality.

If I've told you once
I've told you plenty
I will not
Keep my armor shiny.
Grabbed my sword
And saddled up,
I'm sure you know
What you gave up.
I'm no pawn,
And I'm no king,
I'm the knight
Who has nothing.
Got my shield,
And grabbed the reins,
I am headed
Towards insane.

If I've told you once
I've told you plenty
I will not
Keep my armor shiny.
I'll take care,
So don't you fret.
I can restore
My honor yet.
I'm no sinner,
And I'm no saint
I'm the knight
Who clearly ain't.
I'll be safe
So don't you worry
It's only time
That's in a hurry.

Tootsie pops and pixie sticks,
I've come to play.
Three hundred forty licks
To the center. Everyday.
Sugar, spice, and everything nice,
Isn't that what they say?
My vitriolic vice,
I can't stay away.

In my dream a wise man told me
It wasn't supposed to be this way.
Glass pterodactyls are falling
Like raindrops from the sky.
The answer is in a caravan,
Should judges ever lie.
Beware of turning into them,
Lest the angels realign,
Leave us fighting
A war  we don't understand.
Turn to wayward follies
Should specters cease to be.
Skeletons sleep in closets,
Dreaming to break free.

The next time that we meet
It will be too late.
So I'll leave you
To your pearly gates
In hope that better days
Will be coming soon,
Like they always do.
It's not fair your leaving.
It was never fair.
I wish that I could here you say
Anything. Just anything.

Driving leads to thinking,
And thinking leads to you.
That leaves me stuck here
Wishing things I can't undo.
The wishing leads to hurting,
And the hurting leads to regret.
That's why I labelled the bottle
With the word 'Forget.'
If drinking leads to healing,
And healing means as good as new,
Then logic takes me here:
Forget means undo.

Well, every time I fall out of love,
I know I'll never love that way again.
So listen here girl,
And you will see
That every love
Is just a piece of me.
So you know
It's a pain that never leaves,
But it's just
Another peace to me.
And when the sun
Rises in the morn',
I'll find a new piece
To fill the void
That you left in me.

You were my Copper David;
You were my masterpiece.
Oh, the way you held me up,
It put me to sleep.
And darling when we'd touch,
I'd never felt that way before:
Standing on a mountain top
Looking down at the world.
Just trying to let it soak in.
Knowing we'll never come this way again.
So the next time you smile at me
I'll know that Mona Lisa smile
For what it meant to me.
Holding hands at a mountains peak
Is the best we'd ever be.

I know why
You're always running scared
When God never shows,
And the Devil's always there.
I know why
You're always running scared
When it's easier not to know
And it's easier not to try
I know why
you're always running scared
When it's what you've always feared
But you've got no where to go

I was walking through the jungle
When at once i saw a lion.
We each walked to the other
And he immediately roared
"Why aren't you afraid of me?"
But i misinterpretted it as
"Why? Aren't you afraid of me?"
So I responded "No way!"
Well, he looked at me incredulously
As if I were three shades of crazy
Whilst I turned my back
And walked away.
Indeed I thought I had won the day.

Well I got about five steps,
Before lo and behold,
Guess who was in front of me
Taking a long roar to say
"How dare you turn your back to me!
Be it brave or stupidity
I'll have my meal today!"
"Look a gazelle!" I point and say
Immediately running away.
I didn't get far,
No I didnt get far.
But it didn't take much
For the hunter to get his way.

All plans set aside,
It’s fate that’s my guide.
A flip of the coin
Gives fate its way.
A flip of the coin
Gives chance its play.
As the illusion of control slips away
It’s fate that has come to rule the day.

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Either/Or
by Daniel Coleman on Wednesday, October 21, 2009 at 4:38pm
You may call this your heaven,
But I call it my hell.
We’re of differing opinions
(In case you couldn’t tell)
You say I’m the whiskey
And you’re the zinfandel.
That I’m going sixty,
And you’re stuck at twelve.
Well, you be north
And I’ll be south.
You be first
And I’ll be last.
You can’t have one without the other,
You can’t have the son without the mother.

I can't turn water into wine;
But i dont mind
I can still wash away the sorrow
Of yesterday's tomorrow

I cant walk on water;
But that doesn't mean
I shouldn't bother
To change the way
Of tomorrow's yesterday.

I can't turn one loaf into two;
Jesus' miracles I can't do,
But that is nothing new.
Just staying away
From the black and the gray,
Makes today a better day.

When I woke up this morning
My stomach was churning
And I made my engine start burning.
And off I was on the road.
I put the petal to the metal
I took the fire off the kettle
For the places I had to go.

So here I am at the station
I’m told I’m supposed to be a waiting
But what for, I don’t know.
All the decisions I’m supposed to be making,
And all the lies that I’ve been faking
Make me just want to go.
So here I am at the station
On a train I’m supposed to be a waiting
For a girl I don’t know.
But I know my hearts been aching
And the pain hasn’t been fading.
But I’m not going to go.

Well, I’m tearing at the ridges
And I’m burning all the bridges
To find something new.
Well, I’m holding to my standards
And I’m hoping to get grander
So I’m hoping to not fall through.
Well, I’m going through the motions
But I’m failing in my notions,
Maybe higher hopes will do.

So here I am at the station
I’m told I’m supposed to be waiting
For a girl I once knew
All the choices I’ve had to make
And all the lies I’ve had to fake
Make me want to start over new.
So here I am at the station
On a train I’m supposed to be waiting
For a girl I know who
Caused my heart all the ache.
And made me feel like I was great,
But I don’t know what to do.

hey ****** ******,
answer me this riddle
would a cat and a fiddle
make all the girls swoon?
jack can be nimble,
and jack can be quick,
but not even jack flash
would jump over this candle stick.
so it's all fine that
that the fork ran away
with the spoon,
as long as that cow
comes down from the moon.

And when Peter Piper
comes to pick his peck
of pickled pepper,
lets remember to count
how many pecks
of pickled peppers
Peter Piper picked.
otherwise, we
may as well of
given them away for free.

So Humpty Dumpty,
you sit on your wall,
and Mr. Dumpty
when you take your big fall
take solace in the fact
that all the kings horses
and all the kings men
will scramble you up
instead of putting you
back together again
because living as
a broken shell
can only be
a new circle of hell.

And to you,
Old lady who lived
Inside of a shoe,
Why didn't you get together
with Old Mother Hubbard
who had nothing in her cupboard?
it seems to me
you both would benefit
from each other

I will not be a forgotten son.
No, I will not be an unremembered one.
I'll be loud and clear,
When the end comes near
The earth will remember me
For happiness or misery.
Oh be certain,
The earth will remember me.

I'll scorch the earth
In Phaeton's likeness.
Shield your eyes from the brightness
Shield yourselves from the likeness.
You gave me the torch
To take up and run,
Well i'll take up my reins
And torch the earth
With apollo's sun.
Yes, I'll scorch the earth
Like Apollo's son.

I'll not spend my days
Being the unloved one.
I'll not come out of this maze
As the forgotten son.
So take my word
When I say it won't be absurd
That I will be history.
Oh, certainly take my word,
I will be their story.

I'll unite the masses.
I'll get rid of the classes.
I'll scorch the earth
And start over new
I'll rebirth the earth
And give it to you,
and you, and you, and you.

Come with me
My child, come and see
the world of glory
I offer thee.
A world of riches and power
An empire in the worlds greatest hour.

Your gestures are grand,
But at what price do you offer?
A reign greater than a king,
But what good can come
From the gift that evils bring?

The man who can do
The greatest evil
Can also do
the greatest good.
When Judas betrayed Jesus,
he did it for God to forgive us.
It was his dive into infamy
That forgave Adam's misery.

You would have me be
Your Judas,
Your ******,
Your Stalin?
I will not be your fallen,
I will not answer your calling.
The good intentions of misguided men
Are the evils that destroy them.

To you, my child
I will not lie.
It is evil that
Brings men together
And only evil
Will unite men forever.
There is an equal evil
To that which you speak.
It is the indifference of men
Who have the ability then
To defend their weak.

It is not my indifference,
That makes your offer bleak
Instead it is my preference
To remain humble and meak.
I'll tell you now,
I'd rather till and plow
To feed the poor.
I'd rather till and plow,
To stay out of lore.
Id rather sweat and bleed
On my own accord,
Than have you as my Lord.
So leave me be,
Your power is not for me.

Oh dear son,
You are a fool,
Since you will not be the one,
I'll find another tool.
I gave you a chance
To be a part of my dance;
Instead you say
You'd rather be
"Humble and meek."
To me, that sounds like
You'd rather be
Unknown and weak.
Oh dear son,
My will WILL be done.
Don't think that you're
More special than any other *****.

Be that as it may,
From my path,
I will not stray.
As I said before,
Your power is not for me.
No, I will not do your chore.
I will not be your man,
I will I will not be ******.
I bequeath you again,
Leave me be.

I sat and watched
The angel give up
Before the devil ever showed up.
If Lucipher and Beelzebub can fall;
What makes you think you’re above it all?

My soul is intact
And my love and sacrifices
Came along side my vices.
But my honor
Will not come from man
And my will will not detract.

I’ve seen angels
Turn into devils;
But it was man
That took evil to new levels.
If the greatest of men failed,
What makes you think you’ll prevail?

Because my lord,
My aid is your word.
Because my lord,
My word is my sword;
And though my actions
Are not all pure
In you, I’ve a cure.

I gave you my son,
I offered you Emanuel
I beseeched protection
From the angel Gabriel.
Now he forces his one;
He curses you with Demian
As to provoke defection,
And bring your kin to evil again.
What makes you think
You can prevent his will be done?
If you fail, he as won.

The greatest gift of all,
You gave me to stand tall.
Through the breath of your voice
You bestowed on me free choice.
While evil still be done,
Man is free from none;
But while choice belongs to me
I will keep this world good and free.

With thirty pieces at your feet
Isaiah's prophecy: made complete.
Your infamy sealed with a kiss
May be more compelling
Than your place on Satan's list.
Though history be untelling,
Through you His will be done
To ensure your friend
Go down as His forgiving son.
You both knew before
The bread was dipped,
The soldiers: he wanted tipped.
Apostles fell from twelve to eleven.
You secured your spot in heaven.