Why is it that I fall in love every time?
Just for my heart strings to break
No longer to be played.
But when another tries to play them,
The tune is so crooked, yet so beautiful.
Stunning like the clarity I see in her eyes when I stare,
That mischievous look that I find myself never aware.
She knows my heart is going to be torn,
As she speaks of her availability;
Forgetting about the existence of me.
On my knees I beg that I do not lose control,
The anger flares as my tears appear.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry I shouldn’t have acted out like that,
But I do not see why you kept this love a lie.
With that acknowledgement as we took out first kiss,
I remember it well, just like it was yesterday.
Because today was only our second day,
Another 336 hours of pain.
As I tuck myself away in the darkness,
Laying on thorns,
Drinking whiskey until the crack of dawn.
I take the blade,
Just one last time I say,
As the knife slowly drains my life away.
Another love gone and lost,
Oh love, why is your clarity so unclear?
Time to go through the same cycle I experience every year.

A cough from the back seat,
As the passenger and I meet.
Hello, Sir. Where may I take you today?
To your deepest, darkest place.
But sir that is where I do not tread,
For now I am your thoughts, you have to deal with the mess.
But for what mess have I made?
The mess of not letting me stay.
But that I see no wrong, you are where your presence doesn't belong.
Oh but I am you see, I am the darkness that lurks inside thee,
I am the blood that runs through your veins,
I am the darkness that keeps you awake;
The fear of seeing my shadow,
Makes you tremble with fear but please listen here.
What you see as wrong, I don’t.
I do not devote, instead I allow you to see a new hope.
But what hope may that be, I have everything a man could need.
But driver you don’t,
Look at the knife as the blood runs down from her throat.
Ask yourself who is in the seat?
Is it me or you, because you and I aren't so different, you see?
After all, I am as much a part of you as you are me.
But this monster what have I become,
You made me like this you filthy ****!
Excuse me driver as I take the wheel,
I was just your passenger but your life was a steal.
A steal what do you mean? I still sit here,
My life a breeze?
A breeze of false hope is what you cause,
But now it is time to make a thunder storm.
I am no longer your passenger,
Now I have the wheel, me and you,
Are going to give others quite the thrill.
I will not do such things.
You cannot make me!
It wasn't me that made you this way,
It was the others who desecrated your peaceful place.
A peaceful place I did not have,
I did not need.
But what are these desires I seek?
*They are the real you,
The person that not many see.
Now go run free,
While the caged bird is asleep.

The final stage has come,
You can now be laid to rest whilst others morn,
Releasing the grasp to whom you once held;
Do you fly with the angels or do you fall?
As your existence fades,
Colours in your world disappear and others slowly fade.

Stand before God if you believe or be prepared to journey the unknown,
Fear the journey in which you take.
They say you dream when you die,
Maybe we dream forever of what we once had,
Now lost but as we fade our memories stay.

As you remind yourself that if Heaven does exist,
You will be united with your loved ones soon,
But until then you rest in peace,
As the stone engraves.

They stare at the man on the pavement,
As he begs for their kindness but,
Their judgement has already been made as they stare at him,
Their breath full of hatred, sorrow is but an unknown emotion.
His story not known and his speech,
Never heard because it never began.
We cannot be blamed,
For we the people do no wrong,
It is those who look down upon us who cause this corrupt hell,
We are not responsible,
The weight is never held on our shoulders because,
We cannot hold such weight;
Otherwise our spines will crumble to dust.
We judge because we do not know,
Our brain feasts on false information,
Yet we ourselves do not understand,
We the people,
Define judgement.