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He was just a roaming man
With nowhere left to go
Turning down a winding road
Searching for his home
Staring at the lives of which
He will never know
Wondering how he ended up
So lost and all alone.

He hadn't had a sober day
Since the third day back in June
So lazy he couldn't pray to God
So he settled on the moon.

This man he had some big ideas
But he never set a goal
He waited too long to face his fears
The opportunities he’s blown

Some days are transparent
Others are cloudy filled with smog
This man, he never had a friend
Not even a dog

He just went through the motions
Alienating everybody within reach
Making mistake after mistake
He was one you couldn't reach

He wasn't very stupid
He wasn't very smart
It was clear that he was suffering
From a broken heart

No way to fight the pain and strife
Disappointments just a way of life
Which direction leads to change?
Running around in circles
Stuck inside a maze
Which I knew and I’ve been eluding to,
for years and not for days

Smothered in ambiguity, hidden in the leaves
Layers upon layers, peeled back to the seeds
Exposing new beginnings, an apple in the tree
Living off the fruits of labor
What more can one man need?
Going through it
Getting through it
Light that I can see

A whistle, a missile
Coming at full speed
I take a step onto the tracks
Not sure of where it leads
Must make a decision fast
What’s it going to be?

I faced the train, In the pouring rain
I’ve conceded all my rights
To play the game
Or live in shame
Will I live or die?

I scream out loud
To a silent crowd
Leave them wondering why
How can I explain myself
To an evanescent try

Don’t give up, or give in
The talent that’s inside
It’s not too dark
It’s not too bright
Awoken by the mornings light

I fought to be the champion
The will to live in spite
With every breath that I take
Leaves me naked and benign
.
I am the epitome of catastrophe
I’m everything I fear
Self awareness of what’s
happening
Some may think that I don’t care

Decaying and alone
As years, they pass me by
The center of my universe
Where cosmic energy collides

You just stay in your lane,
And I, I’ll stay in mine
From passing ships
To kissing lips
To me it sounds divine

Every second we make choices
To do, or to do not
To listen and to converse
For me, it means a lot

When breathing somehow costs too much
And pollution’s on the rise
We’re killing our own atmosphere
It’s a wonder we’re alive

I set forth on a journey
The destination’s hard to find
But much to my chagrin
I’m left frozen and tongue-tied

Not like a conspiracy
Or every theory I’ve contrived
I keep on asking what I’m asking for
It’s what keeps me satisfied

Theres no need to be nosy
It’s important to provide
Did I mention just how good you look
What a time to be alive.
When the silence is deafening and you can’t find the words.
The music so loud that you scare off the birds.
When you’re feeling so low
that the pain feels it’s worst
The players on set seem like they’ve all rehearsed.
It’s time to cowboy up and go wrangle the herd.
With every word, a story unfolds
Born, loved, and cared for, with a future and growth
Only to scamper from what you fear the most
Exposed as a fraud that you clench to and hold
Be it bold, be it brave, be it unknowingly close
Theron lyes the problem that’s written in stone.
When we cannot unite
Fear runs its course
By scared little children
Whom hates been enforced
Without even trying
Plans brittle and corse
Nothings accomplished
Nothing has worth.
Open wide
I’ll claim my prize      
A thousand ways, a thousand tries
A perfect trap if I’m not wise
Focused, driven, hypnotized
Searching for you far and wide
A hallucination, I just realized
A pink pig flying in the skies
A conglomerate, an enterprise
It’s too late, I’ve been deprived
Hidden under a grand disguise
Willfully falling to my own demise
Accepting fate, I shall again arise
I’ll greet you there, I’ll compromise
And adjust our lives to coincide
This conclusion of what I’ve done surmised
A deal, a rift, to my surprise
All gone wrong, so I improvised
For good or bad, we’re intertwined
Fictitious enough to blow ones mind.
I suppose this is one big design
No attachments to unseal our bind
Just more steps that I must climb
A time to rest and unwind
Yet somehow I can’t avoid the crime
To heavens gate, where the sun does shine
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