as i sit in a daze outside
i see the world of beyond in mind
with yellow grass
and the sky of black
people were dying quicker
sooner in life
eternity be dead
skin falling off
no longer
can we live

world of madness
full of hate
people become careless
when it comes to their fate
the world is dying
but people don't care
they figure what the hell
they're going to take the dare
nothing left anyways
the children only say
people will never help
the new world become today

i know you love me
by the weight of your stare
when you sit beside me
you are the only one who cares
when we are in that room
we don't know what to say
so we stare at each other
in a very special way
one of these days
i know it will b e
that you will come up to me
and kiss me
with so much ease
but until that day
i can only wait to say
i love you so much
in so many ways

such a lonely day
too bad i can't stay
as i sit in the quiet house
i take a knife
with no doubt
i look at it with a grin
as it goes in

So i sit here and wonder to myself,
what exactly is wrong with the world,
With every passing day,
there is starving,
there is homeless,
there is killing,
there is hate,
there is envy.
Why is it that when there is a tragedy,
it pulls us together.
why can't we stand tall and proud,
And be the Man or Woman our parents have taught us to be.
Feed the starving even if for one night?
Offer space for homeless so they know they are not alone.
Embrace our fellow man instead of violence,
Shake a hand of a stranger and say,"have a great day."
Look up to others,
and learn from example.
Why do we have to forget how it use to be,
and settle for how it is today.
why do we give in,
or are we are giving up?

just like today and tomorrow
that death doesnt cross
my mind in sorrow
too many bumps
too many bruises
not enough bandage
as blood protrudes
once again in sorrowful wails
i await to see
if my attempts fail

with a knife
or with a gun
that is how
it should be done
with a shot
you hear the clock
with the jab
you feel the stab
with my hand
it will demand
with my head
it cannot be read

is the world so blinded
it cannot see the pain
of all the younger children

is the world so blinded
it cannot face the world
that is disintegrating in every
passing day

is the world so blinded
that is is selfish to not help others
in a time when it is most needed

is the world so blinded
that our children will die
when time is now running out

is the world so blinded
that they think as long as they live today
the forget about the families of tomorrow

Broken Dreams,
Broken Hearts,
Broken glass to fill my arms.
Tears of blood,
Fall down with ease.
Tears from my eyes,
Fall down with peace.
Falling down with a sudden sound,
With my eyes i was surprised.

sitting in a rocker
only hearing the chair squeak,
children outside
playing hide and go seek.
with the wind so still
and the trees standing with ease
the squirrels sit and watch
the motion of the falling leaves

so confused
no where to go
empty space
that is all i know
looking at trigger
i know there are no winners
and with a sudden pull
i hear a loud boom

as i look ahead in life,
i see the world with stillness
not even a breeze
for a sudden storm
poured down in a different way
people were dying
children too
for the rain was poisonous
now i sit here all alone
i close my eyes
not waking up
to this horrible place
that was once
a wonderful and beautiful