The world wins.
I now concede.
Go ahead and cure my terminal disease.

Prescribe some pills.
My eyes fixed ahead.
The independent me is now completely dead.

I'll fit right in.
My smile really hurts
Grab your black shovel and cover me with dirt.

The grey cubicle walls
Are my favorite place.
I don a dull mask that covers my face.

I bow at science’s altar
I'm a cog within the wheel
Numbness permeates until I can’t feel

I’ve never been the best father
Too depressed to bother
Scarred by a selfish mother
Who ran away with her lover
I’ve repressed and smothered
Marred emotions under my vest
I’ve regressed
Heart beat has been altered
That ******* shrink doctor
Thinks it’s my brain and not my chest
Pushing pills I can’t digest
To a therapist I confessed
A quest to slit my wrists
My sheets a ****** mess
Blessed smile not distressed
Body turns an ashen color
For the best little daughters

Eyes fixed on the ceiling as the day passes by.
Foggy thoughts of nothing blot out the sunny sky.  
Sighs of exasperation escape my smothered soul.  
Where's the happy days that my depression stole?

I want more.
Rainbow skies
Flowered fields
Your head on my chest.

I want more.
Joyful cries
Kisses sealed
Your love would make me blessed.

Burning tears of misery stream down my face.
All alone in this world I feel so out of place.
The shadows surrojndjng me are my only friends.
Will I break these shackles or will my struggles never end?

I want more.
Rainbow skies
Flowered fields
Your head on my chest.

I want more.
Joyful cries
Kisses sealed
Your love would make me blessed.

Take me in your arms and hold me through the night.
Please whisper softly that it everything will be alright.
All I need is your love to escape from this self imposed cell.
One more day without you is like an eternity in hell.


I want more.
Rainbow skies
Flowered fields
Your head on my chest.

I want more.
Joyful cries
Kisses sealed
Your love would make me blessed.

I rolled over this morning and you weren't there.
Not even the scent of you remains.
Yesterday I was admiring and stroking your hair.
Why you walked out I can't explain.

I lumber down the steps in a jilted lovers daze
Hoping to see your smiling face.
Instead I see a darkened room with a guilty haze.
Your love is something I can't replace.

I start my car and the sad music begins to play.
A heart stabbing melody surrounds me.
I begin to feel dizzy and my head begins to sway.
The tears stream down my face so free.

I drive my car around to clear my aching head.
When I spot you holding another mans hand.
The feelings that overcome me make me feel dead.
I would rather writhe skinless in the gritty sand.

There's no reason to go on with my miserable life.
If I can't have you then I don't want anything.
And just to think I was going to ask you to be my wife.
What in the hell am I going to do with this ring?

I rolled over this morning and you weren't there.
Not even the scent of you remains.
Yesterday I was admiring and stroking your hair.
Why you walked out I can't explain.

I lumber down the steps in a jilted lovers daze
Hoping to see your smiling face.
Instead I see a darkened room with a guilty haze.
Your love is something I can't replace.

I start my car and the sad music begins to play.
A heart stabbing melody surrounds me.
I begin to feel dizzy and my head begins to sway.
The tears stream down my face so free.

I drive my car around to clear my aching head.
When I spot you holding another mans hand.
The feelings that overcome me make me feel dead.
I would rather writhe skinless in the gritty sand.

There's no reason to go on with my miserable life.
If I can't have you then I don't want anything.
And just to think I was going to ask you to be my wife.
What in the hell am I going to do with this wedding ring?

It hurts.  
The words rolling around like boulders.
An imperfect mind resting on shoulders.  
Thoughts that never build but just smolder.  

It's maddening
So much to say but my tongue stays tied.
So much self doubt my brain is fried.
So many nights isolated where I cried.

It's death
A familiar friend that promises the light.
A release from the demons that stalk the night.
Place that halo on my head shining bright.  

Renewed life
Comforting arms around my new being.
Nothing but lullabies and soft singing.  
Forgotten lives as I circle life's eternal ring.

The day that I lost you
I lost a piece of me
Like when we lost Layne
It started to rain
Now I sit at your grave and weep
Experiencing phantom pain
Random ocean waves of emotion
Flood over me
Bro we were blood
Forever destined to be
But now here’s your final resting place
Where’s my saving grace?
In my mind
I can barely remember your face
I can’t believe you won the race
To the ******* pearly gates
It was supposed to be me
Who took the early journey
To feel hell’s eternal fury
But I’m still here
A complete ******* disgrace
I’ll always shoulder this heavy weight
Pushing that boulder day to day
That’s my Sisyphean fate.

A looming gray slate
Just another date
On the calendar
Maybe I frowned or
Grimaced in hate
My self imposed fate

Computer screen flickers
I start to bicker
Haranguing at death
With liquor on my breath
No argument or dicker
Makes the reaper come quicker

Pain over comfort
La petite mort yogurt
Brings no satisfaction
Just a fraction of reaction
Accentuating the hurt
As the squirt hits the dirt.

Tears are forming behind light blue. You peer into my soul so confused. I'm bleeding out after years of abuse. It's too bad that you didn't get a better view.

I shake and shiver behind this mask. The child inside keeps begging to ask. Where's the sun so I can bask. This life has turned into a gruesome task.

The shovel sits by the bed in wait. Soon enough I'll meet the final fate. Clouds will break and I'll escape the hate. Rising above my heaven awaits.

Here’s a little bit of a warning
When I write it’s rarely boring
My words bite, darkness forming
Internal fight, thoughts pouring
Onto the page
I’m like a caged beast
To say the least
Filled with white hot rage.
I need a priest
To purge with holy water
All these urges to slaughter
Those who doubt but never bother
To wave or even say hello
When a bout of depression
Makes me relive my transgressions
It was a grave situation
So here’s my confession
I grabbed a bottle of pills
To cure all my ills
But I woke up, I wasn’t dead
Instead I served a 3 day tour
Thank God it was all blur
All I remember was the lime jello.

The lone wolf sits under the full moon of a winter's night.
His eyes focused forward, the grit of the desert whips him.
Slowly he lifts his head and emits his solitary howl.
The night echoes a response back on its icy breeze.
Roaming packs move close as they corner a helpless prey.
Their presence doesn't pull him away from his true love.
The isolated night envelopes his mind and eases his soul.
Alone but connected as the star dust flows through his veins.

In a dark elder forest from long ago;
sat maiden Isabella with ***** aglow.
Her nightly visitor would soon appear;
with his musky fur and pointed ears

She ate some shrooms to open her head;
and wildly danced naked with the living dead
The moon peered on with a ***** gaze;
as she chased rainbows in her psychedelic craze.

Her lover approached with a rabbit in tow;
with a sudden move blood soaked the snow.
They drank the offering with an ethereal bliss;
then his lips covered hers with an urgent kiss.

Her chest heaved deeply and her ***** shook;
her sounds were guttural as he explored every nook.
She pulled him to the ground to consummate their love;
he obliged with a growl but used a velvet glove.

The animals in the forest felt the instinctual need;
as he howled shrilly when he planted the seed.
Maiden Isabella fell into an exhausted sleep;
as her lover made an escape without a peep.

The sun caught her eye and she awoke with a moan;
she was alone in her bed and chilled to the bone.
What a crazy dream I had she said with a sigh;
but then she saw the claw marks on her thighs.

I'm surrounded by demons, butchers, and ******;
menacing, chopping, and down on all fours.
They're trying to take away what is rightfully mine;
by enticing with goodies that are tasty and fine.

My will is weakening, breaking, and now shattered;
their voices cajole, promise, and flatter.
Dizzily I stumble towards a celebratory fire;
and happily climb to the top of my funeral pyre.

The flames danced, engulfed, and burned my shell; a
s the ancients danced, laughed, and dragged me to hell.
My voice grew hoarse from the incessant screaming;
as I tried to pinch myself as I knew I was dreaming.

Now I'm surrounded by the wretched, weak, and insane;
begging for a drink, ice, or a drop of cooling rain.
Was it worth falling prey to all those earthly treasures?
It depends on your definition of pain and pleasure .

For I quite enjoy the brimstone, inferno, and heat;
as the Devil chuckles, tortures, and eats ****** meat.
A ******* I am, and a ******* I'll remain;
I believe I've finally found my heavenly domain.

They came at me from all angles
Mortals and angels
But I’m still standing despite all the dangers
Heisenberg tried with his ricin beans
Stood toe to toe with Tyson when he was lean and mean
Knocked out Grandpa Joe when he began to sing
But now it’s time for the final battle
Gonna make the heavens rattle
I’ll **** you like cattle
Until you finally respond on God TV channel
There’s a reason you stay shrouded behind a cloud
You ain’t so proud and loud now
Your creation has crowded out anything from the natural world
So put em up, Boomer
I ain’t afraid of you
You’re just a preacher teaching doom and gloom
Behind a curtain
But I’m pretty certain
That you’d **** yourself if Toto entered the room
Oh so no response from you
Just looking on from the great beyond
All nonchalant
While the great buffoon from Amazon
Booked a flight to space with no remorse
Of course you can’t solve all of our problems
I’ll pay you some homage  
You gave us awesome knowledge
But we’re more interested in the dollar  
So as long as our wallets remain bottomless
We thoughtlessly toss toxins at the jobless
But we do solemnly swear
That we’ll do the planet a solid
Before Rome’s columns have fallen
But it’s a promise that smells like rotten *******

Even in utter darkness
Deprived of all my senses
I can still hear her calling out my name
If I had arms I would reach out
To touch the subtle wave
Of her tantalizing voice
But this is my hell
Unattainable
Untouchable
Forevermore on continuous loop
No matter how hard I try
To claw at my soul
Your sticky sweet voice
Reverberates in the aether
In every crack and space
Of eternity
This is my hell
My hell
My hell
My hell

These words don't belong to me.
They come from a silky soft voice.
That calls from the tops of the trees.
She never really gives me a choice.

When she starts to sing her song.
I become her willing faithful slave.
My hand moves effortlessly along.
She makes this meek man quite brave.

When she leaves my mind goes to black.
I want to lay in bed and cover my head.
Her angelic musings are like my crack.
When this happens my words go dead.

The road I travel has called me again.
Yet, that's not true, as the voice was never quiet.
It was only hidden away like a pair of shameful eyes.
Closed to the admonishments of a sadistic lover.

Yet always there bubbling, percolating, cajoling in a soothing voice.
Beckoning me with memories of freedom and the comforting drone of the road.
Reminders of rest areas swarmed with hopeful travelers with red eyes and creaking joints.
The vending machine stand stoically in a row like good soldiers standing at attention.

Windows open, air buffeting, my face is that of a child catching the new rays of spring.
Music blaring, singing along, my soul rising like a barometer as high pressure moves in.
Right lane driving, eyes gleaming, each passing car tells a story of hope and and unveiled inspiration.
Small towns passing, unrealized lives, I ache to know you. Yet our paths must remain distantly apart.

Night falls and the excitement only builds.  The bulbs of light above are my guide.  No map has their magnetic draw.
The scene changes as the road becomes deserted. My fellow journeyers are swimming or ordering room service.
My metal friend shall be my bed.  This jug of water my frigid shower in the morning.  Late night talk radio my lullaby song.
My thoughts are pure and calm as I curl up in the backseat.  No fear or remorse that I've spurned all lovers. My needs are few and my heart is full.

This **** stings it really hurts
With every step my tears hit the dirt
With every breath I surrender self worth
So I speak of death with every word

The mystique of leaving paints every verse
Techniques roll slowly by like a hearse
Reading the holy guides won't coerce
I'm sliding off this ******* perverse Earth

Gliding over to the closet to grab my steel
I decided to **** back during my last meal
Jesus's flock awaits as does Ezekiel's wheel
The pearly gates unlock with a wretched squeal

I'm blind to the ways of this world. My sight has gone astray. The only feeling I have. Is my soul eroding away.

It slowly seeps on out. My essence on the ground. Trampled by many people. Lost and never found.

This shell of me remains. Floating through this sphere. Making that daily journey. A cog within the gear.

Maybe someday I'll look back. And have a chance to say. That it wasn't without meaning.
But today is not that day.

Sleep eludes me as the parasite invades its host.
It burrows deep into the welcoming grey mass.
Find the stream my friend.
Swim through the mystery.
Find your place in my world.
Turn me into a unfeeling, unthinking vegetated presence.
Turn me away from light and love.
I welcome the numb darkness of the void.
I open myself to your soothing poison.
Take me away from sensibility and pain.

I’m past the point of no return
My stomach churns
The die has been cast
My heart hurts, in fact it burns
All the lies made in the dark
We made a pact that this would last
But those weren’t facts
I just lacked the self control
To sever what should have been a night of bliss
But your twisted kiss
And your devilish sarcasm
As I reveled in *******
My brain faltered
10 months later I was at the altar
Now I’m old and balder
With 4 nearly grown daughters
I was told to own my mistakes
When I was younger
Come hell or high water
A church bell rings as I rake this leaf strewn sod
I take a break to pray to God
And search for a ray of hope
Maybe a birch where I can tie my rope
And swing one last time and finally be free
No regrets, only relief
As the noose stifles my screams
There’s time for one last dream
Before darkness envelopes me

Standing alone at the edge of oblivion.
Looking out at the ever present darkness.
Behind me is the beautiful sound of a child's laughter.
So innocent and full of life's light.
This doesn't move me in the slightest.
I ready myself for the final steps.
A smile sits rigidly on my stone face.
I plunge into eternity's infinite ocean.
Quietly I fade to black.
Release.

So here’s my confession
I grabbed a bottle of pills
and 750 mils of Crystal Head
To cure all my ills
But I woke up a zombie instead
Waves of emotions swept over me like a tsunami
Threadbare sanity was lost to existential dread
Like when Hannity wept when Biden was too far ahead.
The pain in my head kept spreading
I couldn’t explain why
So I grabbed a ******* drill
Shrill voices and ghosts evacuated my head
I was turned inside out, raw and red
Still all my choices reverberated in the hills
So I went back to the lab
With my pen and pad
Clickety clack clickety clack
My thumb hit that button
Monotonous motion
Trying to extract
From a bottomless stack
Numb emotions that I volleyed forth and back
Silly me seriously thought
Spilling black ink deliriously
Would be better than being cast away in a padded pen

My radar didn’t detect
A shred of evidence
That our relationship was wrecked
Like a ship swept away by am immense sea behemoth
I tried to tread water
Like a feckless idiot
Left adrift breathlessly helpless off the coast of Texas  
Most of our relationship
Was a desperate attempt
To stave off relentless loneliness
Like Elvis felt after spending hellish hours on stage gyrating his pelvis
Now your pillow is scentless
You said our love was endless  
A Celtic necklace placed on the velvet  
It’s time to draw my lance and end this with senseless violence

Outside of mind and time resides a place of animated tranquility.  
Alive with the dance of the infinite yet completely still.  
Like the glacier lake that is eerily placid, before the breath of dawn sweeps across the day, and the echoes of her depths break the surface.  
Do you not hear the melodious sway of the saplings?  
Do you not see the look of ecstasy upon the granite face of yonder mountain?  
They are dancing , twirling, and convulsing in the ******* light.  
With a fluidity of motion that makes the angels blush.
She commands your attention yet asks for nothing.  
She's able to provide you with perpetual bliss but you must turn away from yourself.
Silky scene, silky dream.  
She awaits at the door naked, golden dawn and purple dusk, shifting her hues and widening her penetrating eyes.  
Will you knock or stand with you back against the equally inviting abyss?

Perpetual bliss bleeds down his skin. Bright eyes secrete a knowing glow. His aura produces a child's grin. His spirit soars above the fire below.

He takes on the bullets of angry words. Rueful laughter tries to shrink his heart. They rip his essence with claws like birds. Sturdy he stands when the pain starts to smart.

With a smile he side steps the herd. He turns to watch as they reach the cliff. Their different worlds separated by a line that's blurred. They plunge into darkness on a burning skiff.

Hey man that sugar cube really hit the spot.  
My nerves were on edge and really taut.  
Let me tell you about the dreams I had last night.
I wish you could have been there it was quite a sight.

There I was talking with an enlightened being.
His eyes were the sunrise and his hair was singing.
The steed he rode was a rainbow dromedary
And his voice was like an over excited canary.

We ran through green fields that were moving.
Alive with sound and scenes that were soothing.
We took a glass elevator that broke the membrane.
Helmets not needed as we breathed the methane.

We slowly floated back to our shining sphere.
And even without wings I didn't have any fear.
We grabbed the umbrellas and went to the beach.
I collected vacated shells and ate them like a peach.

We swam around in my ocean of confusion.
It became quite apparent that life's an illusion.
There's so much more behind the wizards curtain.
That my body is a useless shell I'm quite certain.

The cellular connection that joins us together.
Always has reception regardless of the weather.
Love is the key to life on this mortal coil.
Our feeble minds will always be love's foil.

My friend looked at me with knowing eyes.
He's been telling me for years that life's a lie.
He said that trip you took opened your soul.
Whatever you do, don't climb back in your hole.

Per my request, as the sun dipped low, my ashes were spread to and fro.
The music played, children twirled, as memories flowed of my place in this world.
It was time to move on, everyone knew, I battered myself black and blue
I feigned many smiles, like everyone tries, but I grew tired of a life of lies
So I grabbed a bottle, benzos I believe, swallowed them all with a sigh of relief.
Judge me if you'd like, I'm sure you will, but life had lost the luster and thrill.
That's not my concern, you see I'm dead, death is for the living to fear and dread.

I see a blue bird out my window, casting a shadow, a tear runs down my face.
I go lay my head on a pillow, trying to chill though, I feel so out of place.
These pills supposed to mellow, instead I bellow, **** this rat in the ******* race.

A razor blade
Has now made
My wrists bliss
I’ll give God a kiss

I’m now ash
Teary lash
In the wind
Have I sinned

Don’t miss me
I’m happy
If anything
I’m the king

God’s a rather tricky fellow, his horns yellow, need a fan to cool off this space.
There’s no clouds that billow, just some sickos, burning without a trace.
Now I’m a weeping willow, my brain jello, suicide ain’t a walk of grace.

I’m now burning
All this fury
Engulfed soul
Slaughtered foal

Blood has spilled
Goat is thrilled
Body baste
Have a taste

Eternity
A certainty
So you win
Scream within

Clover and thistles adorn my view;
the tress stretch majestically above.
There's also dandelions, but only a few
the wind whispers sweet nothings of love

The sky stares down into my soul;
the lazy clouds thick with recollection.
I float away from all earthly goals;
to join myself in deep introspection.  

There I find her sitting in full lotus;
batting her eyelashes with rainbow skin
I crawl slowly towards her like a tortoise;
her mind reaches out to bring me in.

She gently molds me like softened clay;
her electric touch raises my skin.
The useless parts are cast far away.
Her bellowing voice says "begin again!"

My eyes bolt open to the sound of thunder;
A soft summer rain begins to fall.
Was that just a dream I began to wonder;
or will I be a changed man after all.

Clover and thistles adorn my view;
the tress stretch majestically above.
There's also dandelions, but only a few
the wind whispers sweet nothings of love

The sky stares down into my soul;
the lazy clouds thick with recollection.
I float away from all earthly goals;
to join myself in deep introspection.  

There I find her sitting in full lotus;
batting her eyelashes with rainbow skin
I crawl slowly towards her like a tortoise;
her mind reaches out to bring me in.

She gently molds me like softened clay;
her electric touch raises my skin.
The useless parts are cast far away.
Her bellowing voice says "begin again!"

My eyes bolt open to the sound of thunder;
A soft summer rain begins to fall.
Was that just a dream I began to wonder;
or will I be a changed man after all.

I chase the rabbit down the hole.
My only goal is to strip its soul.
Of earthly entrapments that plague the life.
Of a pure being born of the light.

Darkness invades every crease.
The paltry leaves dangle on the trees.
Movement ahead suggests my target is near.
Worms eat my heart but my head is clear.

There's a glimpse of light up ahead.
Feelings of dread infiltrate my head.
What I thought was the end is glowing eyes.
The enormity of my task takes me by surprise.

A battle ensues that shakes my core.
Blood and gore of the days of yore.
I make my final strike wearing a velvet glove.
This was an act of mercy born out of love.

Now we run through a flowered field.
Our love wields a sword and and a shield.
Hand in hand we float on the jeweled stream.
With eyes wide open living in a
perpetual dream.

I bear no responsibility for my evil deeds.
I was born this way so the good book states.
I'm allowed to ***** nilly spread my seed.
Jesus will step in to save me from a fiery fate.

I'll just go through life in pursuit of pleasure.
Nevermind that knife I just stuck in your back.
My Sunday confessional is my true measure.
I'll enter heaven when the Earth fades to black.

Why should I give a penny to the homeless poor?
When I earned every penny with this evolved mind.
Those slobs will never enter through heaven's door.
Get a job, it's not like they're deaf, dumb, or blind.

While I sit in my cozy house and think of my life.
Maybe I've been a little coarse to my fellow man.
But isn't it God's duty to tend to other people's strife?
Hey he made this place, I assume he has a plan.

As I'm sitting and waiting for the Eastern glow.
The same words repeat over and over again in my head.
An ending or a new beginning. An ending or a new beginning.
Is there really a difference or will that tiger endlessly chase its tail?

I was never born nor will I ever die.
This is the truth revealed behind the veil.
All worries are gone, lost in the shifting sands of impermanence
As I once was I will be again.
Care to dance?

I shall not shed a tear as I leave this place.
For my heart is full and pure.
I'm like a cloud diminishing without a trace.
The echo of my voice will remain through the years.

As I'm sitting and waiting for the Eastern glow.
The same words repeat over and over again in my head.
An ending or a new beginning. An ending or a new beginning.
Is there really a difference or will that tiger endlessly chase its tail?

I was never born nor will I ever die.
This is the truth revealed behind the veil.
All worries are gone, lost in the shifting sands of impermanence
As I once was I will be again.
Care to dance?

I shall not shed a tear as I leave this place.
For my heart is full and pure.
I'm like a cloud diminishing without a trace.
The echo of my voice will remain through the years.

Stale thoughts have dampened my mind for many years.
Colorful dreams are waiting to allay my gruesome fears.
Hope is buried under the rubble of self inflicted pain.
When I look heavenward I'm not sure if it's my tears or rain.

Numbly walking in a desert of oppressive shame.
Trying to find a world where my smile can shine.
A place where I can remove this weight of blame.
Some say this journey is a part of a grand design.

The wind kicks the sand up to scratch my bleary eyes.
Always looking forward for a sign of salvation or demise.
I won't stop moving until my last breath kisses the air.
Until then I will continue this pilgrimage of quiet despair.

Now I can escape the Earth and find the light.
Maybe catch up with old souls waiting at the gate.
We'll fly through the aether in bodiless delight.
What a joy to know that this is the ultimate fate.

We will run through fields of fractals and light.
Curious clouds and ancient symbols will caress the sky.
The translucent thread of life will lightly tether our souls.
We will rip off the masks and dance to the rhythmic moon.
I will smile when the the truth drips from your tongue.

I'm on the verge of insanity.
I'm about to cross over the center line.
Please stop stroking my vanity.
My hopeful eyes have lost their shine.
Place that jacket around my eggshell.
Lead me back to a mournful room.
A fissure runs down the side of my bell.
Give me meds that will make me bloom.
Give me a reason to open my eyes.
I would love to dance at dusk.
Turn my soul the color of sunrise.
Make me more than a hollow husk.
If my weekend stay doesn't ease my troubles.
If my reason of thought doesn't return.
Somehow I'll try to rise from the rubble.
If not give this body back to the worms.
Because my spirit is quite perceptive.
It's only this body that drives it mad.
I'm sure my being is more than receptive.
To lose this shell that is numbingly bad.

Today
I was filled with dread
Depression made me wish I was dead
So I pulled the covers over my head
And went back to bed

I'm a joke, I'm a fraud. I pretend I can write. My mind's cloaked in darkness but you think I'm so bright.

I'm insane. I'm a fool. There's voices in my head. If I had any talent I'd turn these words into bread.

I'm depressed. I'm ecstatic. As you can see I'm confused. Like a caged up animal I belong in a zoo.

I'm a lover. I'm a father. I've tried to turn it around. Thank God my family or I'd be buried underground.

Tomorrow
Just another day without you
Only gray
Not even blue
I’m so numb
Can I borrow your heart
So I’m not glum

I know you don't want to change me.
Even if you did it would be a futile attempt.
You wouldn't change the river that roams free.
Because nature would hold you in contempt.

You patiently put up with my darkest days.
When my mouth spills oil and my eyes flash.
But your grace and devotion is always on display.
You're ***** waits for my inevitable crash.

When my eyes get distant and look down the road.
You let me dream and reminisce of the past.
You smile and laugh as if my stories never get old.
Like a child my mood changes lightning fast.

15 years removed from when I said love is a scam.
And with one look you can make this man melt.
You've accepted and loved me for who I am.
Without you love is something I would've never felt.

From the darkness comes forth creation. A brilliant display of multi-colored ideas splashed against the page. Wonderfully contrasting against the eternal night locked inside.

From the breathless void comes forth eternity.  The swirling rainbow of forever paints the tranquil sky.  Luminously capturing the essence of yesterday's undisclosed promise.

From the apex of the world comes forth the voice.  A harmonious melody that speaks of universal truths.   Harkening back to a time before the land was illuminated by the golden light.

Every day
I’m Under Pressure
Like there’s a Bowie knife at my neck
Held by the Queen as she strokes her pet Cheshire
I feel so lost
I’m stranded on an island
Trying to guess the weather
Like the Professor
But whatever
I’ll keep digging for my treasure
The oppressor
Tries to securely hold me down
On a stretcher
God bless her
But the measure of a man is not judged on whether he falls down
It’s if he gives up and stays there forever
I take great pleasure
In being the aggressor
And annoyingly laughing in her face
Like Fran Drescher
Every day
I try to find a better feather
To flock with
But this ******* cold weather
Keeps me grounded
Like I’m tethered
One day
On the wings of a zephyr
I’ll take a flight
That takes me home
To visit with John Denver

Inspiration is gone.
A starfish left to die by the unblinking tides
Words stopped dead by haunting voices.
Turn and run my foolish friends
Bursts of light trapped in infinite darkness.
The song of hope will never crease my lips again

Would you come and join the party in my head.
There's plenty of room in my cavernous skull.
I'm sure the occupants enjoy the pulsating red.
As they dance fervishly and intelligently mull.

The multitudes jostle for position to be the voice.
The echos of confusion bounce off the grey walls.
The words that spill come forth without a choice.
I'm sure my psychiatrist is expecting my daily call.

The light of a new day just started tumbling over the horizon.  A slight southerly breeze salutes the silhouetted trees.  I make my way quietly out of the house to meet an old friend. His excited ding ding ding welcomes me as I open the door.  We have made this journey many times before, and we both know this is the last.  

The road is a curious thing.  Born out of need, and more importantly, ingenuity.  She calls from the edge of darkness.  An insatiable siren that has beckoned, and not been resisted by, restless sojourners.  As I make my way onto the interstate I hear her song clearly.

The jewels of the road are in your heart.  The path is the same no matter who you are.  Let your soul turn the wheel of fate.  You'll soon arrive safely at heavens hate.

Miles and miles of fields and barns.  Rusted out windmills guard the ghosts of yesterday. An occasional whiff of soon to be bacon burns my nostrils.   I have 20 hours of bliss ahead of me.  My friend quietly hums as children with hopeful faces silently wave.

The oft overlooked Missouri River separates me from my first border.  My heart races.  I feel like a conquering hero with the blood of a dragon on my sword.

The prepubescent flatness of the land continues.  I've entered the land of the Big Red.  Flags, helmets, and banners adorn every house. A religion that would only work in a desolate land full empty people.  

A blue sign points towards rest and the promise of snacks.  I am greeted by the weary.  Bags under their eyes and children clinging to their legs.  We nod at each other with a certain understanding.  I splash icy water on my face, possibly refreshed for a moment, and head to Vend O' World.  For a measles sum the envy of the culinary world awaits my deft touch.  B2 it is.  My fate is sealed.

Welcome to Colorful Colorado. On a brown sign nonetheless.  Only a few hours until I race among the lifelines of the giants. Cattle chew thoughtlessly beneath the blazing sun.  Death is all over the interstate.  Guts, brains, and gore.  Ain't progress grand?  

The illuminated hat promises thin sliced beef. The saliva flows like a unimpeded river.  A muffled voice greets me with the rehearsed verse of an untrustworthy worker.  I grab the bag greedily, almost dropping it on account of the grease.  Ahhhh that really hit the spot.  Donde esta el bano?

I'm driving through the sky.
I knew that I could fly.
But I think I'm going to cry
Because that curve up ahead
Is filling me with great dread
If I falter then I'll be quite dead.

I stop for a moment to take in the celestial view.  I may grab some of those pearls for my future wife. The air is so piny pure. I'm reinvigorated but need some rest.  

There is frost on the windshield.  I scrape it off with a frisbee I find in the trunk.  I turtle my way down the mountain. The scene changes quite suddenly and I enter the desert as I cross state lines.

A calming peace sweeps over my body.  I am at one with the landscape and she is one with me.  Together we dance slowly.  A great vastness of nothing. A solitary land with no visible life but yet teeming with creation. Tears slowly fill my eyes.  True love at least.  Will it be reciprocated?  Only time will tell.

The purple of the night surrounds me as I enter the gorge.  Imposing buttes and mountain curves keep my knuckles white. A clearing awaits with sad trailers, forming a community, standing in the desert.  But maybe I misjudged. A bonfire of sorts shows the dancing of some sort of festival.

I come up over a ridge and a magnificent sights unfolds.  The glittering gold of hope.  An oasis for the degenerate addict.  I press on the gas as adrenaline fills my being.  It's time to make my mark on this world.  Like a lamb to slaughter I squeal and turn into the city.

When I die
Take a moment to smile
Laugh
Or even cry
Brighten my day with obligatory stories
About our glory days
When we’d crush our opponent on the field
Then after the game
Speed away
The only things we needed were a full tank
Great tunes
And a sixer between our legs
Some of you may remember how I used to brag
That I was so clever
Taking any numbers the presenter fed into my membrane center
Processing them like a human calculator  
Boggling and dazzling any onlookers present
Maybe you wonder if I hold any resentment
Since I didn’t take the path of least resistance
I tried to coexist within a twisted system
Make my way without viciously winning
But I just became another statistic
Beaten down by the sadistic traditions of Satan’s assistants 
Now at least I’m at peace resting in pieces
Deceased but no longer diseased
Relieved and pleased that I had my chance to breathe
Before I leave
And Take the final eternal leap
Please keep in mind
Death is always creeping behind
The Reaper with a signed lease
Yearning to drag you to infernal sleep