What is it with you tricks?
I never asked for anything like this
You're mouthing off as soon as I answer the call
Mean everything, when you don't saying nothing at all
So, baby, stab me with your words like knives
Don't hold back, you're voice haunts me like wind-chimes
On a cold, winters night
When the timing's all wrong but the point gets across just right

So baby, oh honey, oh sweetie
Why won't you die?
You come back from the dead
Time and time again
In my head
Back for more death and destruction
Looking for action
Bracing for impact, tonight

Even just talking to you
Was a mistake I now consider
One of the worst thing's I do
Given my mental stability
And my swerving ambitions
Why didn't I see
That we would never work
That we could never be
Thinking back, I guess I knew
But I was a stupid kid
All the chances that I blew
Just so I could die and be with you

The things I've suffered through
Everyone I've looked past and smiled all the way
Now I've got these holes in my shoes
And the shoemakers outta town for good
Running's no longer an option
With my lungs blackened
And my brain up for auction
At the mortuary
By where we
First kissed and realized
We realized that we were meant to die
We realized that we were meant to be denied life

Is it that you've only got eyes for him?
Your boy is an enigma, save for little mentions
We could, oh, we could, it would'nt be a sin
For us to consummate these emotions
On a rollercoaster to Hell
Not sure what it is that will come of this
But, I'll tell you this, I can tell
Something sinister, this way, hithers

Now be straight with me
Zigzagging lines were never my way
So I'd appreciate
If you could just stay
Long enough
Standing tough
And tell me what it is that's up

I saw you at the party
And I said "what's her name?"
But nobody knew
I wondered why you came
You're a mystery
Shrouded in things unknown
When you saw me
You looked down, drink in hand
Took a sip, and I took a stand

I asked you to hit the floor with me
You whispered about your boyfriend
But baby, I could barely see
I couldn't tell if this was the end
So I took a step back
Eyes locked all over you
Did you really have a boy or was it something I lacked?
Either way, I'll never find out what's true
Because just as I turned
You swigged your Jack
Thought I got burned
But I guess I'm back

You don't dont know the meaning of subtlety
You came up around the side
And flanked me where I couldn't see
You led me away to that darkened room
Questioning if what was happening could really be
Did I drink too much?
Have I partied too long?
But questioning my sanity is never as fun as *******
But baby, you're strong
Or maybe you're drunk as hell too
You don't know it but I can go long
Down field and back to vibe with you
The look on your face
Says "tomorrow is new,
So lets do this thing.
Because, right now, only this moments true."

His mother was a nice
Girl
Her father used to hit her
A lot
Leaving bruises
Bumps and
Scars
Called her names
Like ****
*****
*****
And would hit her
Again
And Again
He would always say
Sorry
But then
He would
Keep hitting
Her

His father was a good
Boy
He played sports well
All of them
Basketball
Football
Baseball
Soccer
But he never really got his chance
To shine
Because he got hurt
And was put up in the hospital
Because he was
Bleeding
From the inside
And then his father's
Father
Went to jail
He was in and out
All the time
But when he was 17
He went to jail
And never came back out
Until
He died

The boy was very sensitive
Sensitive to people's
Feelings
And emotions
His mother would scream at him
For nothing in particular
And the boy would
Cry
In his room
Alone
And wish it would all go away
But when he got a little bit
Older
As time passed and people
Came and went
His parents were always
Fighting
Always
Never a dull moment
Always
Obscenities
Deafening words
More crying
More
Emotions
Flooding the gates
Of his
Eyelids

Could you find it in your heart to tell me what I mean to you? I don't care if I'm a molecule or a nervous little stain on your brand new carpet or a skyscraper built in the prime of the city's financial boom. Just let me know, open your mouth, put a pen to paper for me. Graffiti my heart. I've just got to know.
Maybe I'm not strong enough to knock down your wall of insecurities and doubt. But I'm not a wrecking ball. I'm just a boy. A boy with doubts and insecurities and negativity all his own. Bit please... For me, if you can find it in yourself to just do me this favor, I will be forever grateful. Forever content with the fact that you'd offer me this one thing. And if, by any chance, you can, then I can find it in me to make the right time and mend appropriate bridges and search and scour for the ample space where you and I may fit.

Yours,
X

When you speak
Like broken glass
Makes me weak
Cuts me deep
When you creep
Up on me
Acting like you're lonely

Don't come to me
Crying all the time
You're so pretty
With your waterfall eyes
But I want none of it
I did at one time but
I just can't handle this ****
So if you'd be so kind
As to step back
Take the tape and rewind
To the way it was
Before we were we
Before the love buzz

So just please
Do me this
Move with ease
Up on out
I don't want
Your hopeless pout
I just need
You to let go

God has never been a kind fellow
I know this from history and TV and my family
They say Lucifer, in Hell, he does bellow
Seducing the Holy and the poor and the wealthy
God does his best to protect the people
Shielding them from their eternal damnation
His followers, however, have turned into sheeple
As they curse the fallen angel from police stations
Focused on the church itself and ignoring beautiful steeple

To the highest mountain I go
Barefoot and starved blind
I stop to feel the cool wind blow
And take a seat to unwind
What comes next I will never know
So I ask, from anyone, a sign
And God laughs above me, Lucifer laughs below
These two ***** are intertwined
Despite what my pastor shows

The way you craft your phrases
Gets my propeller spinning
How you settle your disputes
Leaves no room for an underdog winning
So I just keep my mouth shut and wait for it to end
Silence is the spike in your ear
But it doesn't get the ball across
My black tongue is the only thing to fear

I said
"No."
But I really meant
"Yes."
You said
"Go."
But you really meant
"Stay."

And so I went
Never heard from again

I thought
"Maybe one day."
But the words never made it out alive
Things never seem to go my way
And so I cut you off and threw you out
Like a rotting limb
Which is what you are but there's no doubt
That your touch infects my skin

Spreading in and deepening
I get down to my knees
Never was sure about what was happening
What's the difference between a manipulatorand a tease?
Screaming through the wire
We took our final breath together
Hearts and lungs consumed by fire
To the street goes an anvil shaped like a feather

You see I can't really explain
Inarticulate, and never one to complain
But what you were saying is just plain lame
And then nothing since then was ever the same
Wish you'd take my hand til this problem is slain
I promise you now that I will take all the blame

From the dimples in her cheeks
The way her lips move when she speaks
And the sway of her hips
The gentle security of her lips
Everyone's love is the love of all loves
Everyone's story is Romeo & Juliet

The way he looks when he's just woken up
Even if he knows, he still asks "What's up?"
The wrinkles in his forehead when he laughs
The calmness that takes over even after a crash
Everyone's love is the love of all loves
Everyone's story is Romeo & Juliet

The way time seems to just come and pass
Neverending and flowing through the water like bass
How the troubles seem to come to an end
Whenever you're with that one special friend
Everyone's love is the love of all loves
Everyone's story is Romeo & Juliet

Repressed energies
Planting sickly seeds
Biting the hand that feeds
Doing disgusting deeds
Grabbing the fist that leads
Sweating discoloured beads
All to the rhythm of the marching team

I'm shaking
And doubting what I once knew
My hearts breaking
Because all I think of is you
I know I should be
As happy as I've ever been
But what you don't see
Is that the Universe owes me something

For some odd reason
This grave aura has consumed me
And I'm wheezing
All I'm trying  to do is breathe
I'm convinced that what's in store for me
Is a lifetime of regret
An eternal heartbreaking
My hands just won't stop shaking

We used to like to stay up all night
Drink from sundown until it shined again
******* inthe morning dew with whiskey tainted breath
Smoking cigarettes until our lungs blackened
We all knew, in the backs of our heads
That we were having a little too much fun
Coming home drunk and stumbling up stairs
Is only satisfying until you realize that people care

We liked *****, whiskey and ***
Irish breakfasts were the only ones for us
Getting ****** up was the only constant
Going to school hungover and not caring if we bombed it
We were in for that rude awakening
We never knew how far we had to run

Those fateful, wilderness years
Very well could've been the best time of my life
Underneath the alcohol, blood and tears
You could cut the immaturity with a knife
It's really all kind of sad to think
About all the things I can't remember now
Lost in the cosmic consciousness
Innocent brain cells killed in the name of cowardice

But now I couldn't be any more thankful
Those years taught what no person could
I was only nineteen but now I know
That if I want to drink, I should double think if I should
I'm only human, despite the previous display
Of thinking foolishly or immortality
The weird thing is that I regret nothing
Everything progressed as it would, naturally
After all

You have to taste
The crunchy gravel
On the grounds of a house
Shrouded in misery
Feel your teeth breaking
As your face
Slams again and again
And again
Swallow the blood
And revel
In the internal bleeding
Seeping and soaking
From your organs
Into your thoughts

You have to die
An agonizing death
The end of a heart string
Stitched forever to your heart
But now lays limp
Apart from you
On the ground
Smiling up
It's teeth stained red
As it's screaming at you, beaming
To just go **** yourself
And move on
Get over it
Heave your slumped over body
Over that hill

The outside was clean
No one thought any bad
He was nice and not mean
He had a way with words everyone wished that they had

But one morning he awoke with a chill
And opened his mouth to find something black
Confused and startled, he climbed the cemetery hill
But his whole body was out of wack

He moved in a frightening way
All his limbs going limp
And when he asked someone to stay
They said "No, you're a gimp!"

They all avoided him
And this made it worse
Henry, Lucy and even Tim
He was convinced he was cursed

With his insides darkening
And his entire being crumbling in
He found himself harkening
For anyone who would listen

But no one did
No one came to his aid
He was only a kid
But to play with him, all the parents forbade

They feared him contagious
Like polio or the black plague
They thought him outrageous
Because he preferred to dwell in the shade

It was only his way
And he didn't know why
He'd moved on and they stayed
And at his brain, they pryed

They tried to figure him out
They failed and gave up
They said they would talk but instead it was a shout
He didn't know what was up

No one knew what the matter was
So soon he was forgotten
He felt like furry peach fuzz
On the outside of a fruit that was rotten

Everything is oh
Well, whatever
Every time I go
I can't sever
The blasé nonchalance
Embedded in my head
I was given a chance
But I'd rather lay in bed

You see I'm not lonely
And I don't get people
I'm always the only
One to see through the sheeple
I don't see the point in
Going through the motions and
Acting like the world isn't caving
And my heart isn't shrinking
With every single breath
And with every person's death
I just can't seem to
Care

But
The truth in the rut
Is
What it is
And
What it is
Is
All I want
Is to be cured
All I want
Is to give a ****
All I want is to care
All I want is to care

All I want is to care

drink it down, throw it up
eyes are glazed like a day old doughnut
shrink me down, **** me up
tonight, i drank an ocean from my cup

Infidelity, ******
Abuse, torture
All's fair
In
Fear
And
Ignorance

Lock it up
Bury the key
No one'll know
It's lonely

Follow the path
To the chrome building
It only lasts
As long as your dying

Bleed the colors
Of your heart on my shirt
Losers are winners
As long as their hurt

Don't hide it
Waiting is suffering
Just bite it
Forget your upbringing

It doesn't make sense
But neither does your way
Don't be so tense
You're the only one here to stay

See it for what it is
Logic always kills emotion
Listen to what everyone says
But brew the right potion

Deep inside you know
And you're well aware
Your heart is what to throw
Away when no one's there

I'll stand by you
Through hell storm
And through Heaven's Gates
Let you know
I love you
And hold you close
As long you allow me
And let me rest easy
Knowing my heart has a safe place

In the Pine Barrens
Where we go, where we sleep
Is the place where the wind
The wind blows and water's deep
You can hide your head
And disappear for a while
In the thick trees and tall grass
Natures gateway, natural turnstile

So meet me there
When the Sun is hanging low
Don't brush your hair
Only thing you need is to go
With your heart in your hands
Intent on burying in the sand

The heart is
Deceitful
Indecisive
Ambivalent
And, frankly
Childish

It's whimsy is
Unparalleled
And it's style is
Overdone
It's either lost
It's mind
Or never had one to begin with

It operates on a level
That is not physical
Not mental
But a completely different
Plane
And it's odd
For lack of a better word

The heart is ominous
It is ambiguous
Perhaps even indifferent
Not caring for the fate of it's
Keeper
Simply chugging
Slumping
Thumping
Along for the sake of it's own being

I sat there, leaning back comfortably with my right leg draped over my left. My eyes were seemingly fixated of the dull glow of the television screen directly in front of me. I say seemingly because, even though it may have seemed like I was, I was not paying any mind to whatever imaged the screen offered me.
My mind rolled and humbly rumbled behind my unmoving eyes as all I could think of was you, sitting next to me, your right leg brushed against my left and with your right hand gently grasping my left. As I sat and thought about a conversation that was definitely due to come up very soon, you laughed and I was temporarily awakened to the present moment.
A man on the television was walking around with a bucket on his head through a crowd of people, desperately trying to remove it and had resorted to slamming his own head against the side of a table. None of the people even payed him any mind and just watched in silent neutrality as he harmed himself over and over with the help of that table. I smiled weakly and let out a slight "ha" but inside I was stirred by the scene.
Why would no one help the man? Why was he left to his own devices even though he was clearly in no position to be allowed to do this? Why didn't even one person just tell him to hold still while they plucked that bucket off of his head?
I let the thoughts pass through the corridors of my brain as I again drifted into the part of it that mattered more. The conversation we had to have had to do with the fact that we had to discuss the future of our being together. You're going away to college for the semester and I'm stuck here with a ****** job that I've yet to find and a lonely disposition that never seems to want to let up. I like you a lot; your innocence, your face, your body, your voice, your genuinely uplifting cadence of voice. But I'm not sure this can last. I've heard time and time again, though I've never experienced the situation myself for fear of definite failure, that long distance relationships never end nicely. I don't want us to end on a bad note like so many other girls who I've had the displeasure of calling my own. I want us to be good friends, if not lovers, because you're too good of a person not to have in my life. Though that may sound selfish, I don't believe it so because when you say things like "I miss you" and "You make me so happy" I'm forced to believe it because I can't imagine you would ever lie. To me, especially and in general, I think it's doubtful. You're too sweet, genuine and beautiful to lie. And lying is an ugly thing.
On that note I'm not sure if I'm willing to give us a try once you pack your bags and head to the country. I'm sure when we talk we'll be able to iron this thing out fully but for now all the thoughts tumbling in my head are enough to make anyone a little crazy. So I think I'll just grip your hand a little tighter, move in a little closer and peck your cheek to let you know that everything's going to be okay.

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Moving hard out
of the gate.
Zip-lining, flying out
of this state.
Everything seems so small
as I elevate.
People sound so slow
as they dissipate.

Floating in ninety-eight, point six
degrees.
Nobody cares for tricks
as your thoughts leave.
Yeah, they leave you
stranded, you see.

When you see the stars
you're still not even close.
Realizing rational decisions
were never what you first chose.
Brain waves, surgical incisions
you can be the King and everyone knows.
Harnessing grandiose visions,
as the wind cuts through your petty shows
and lines up your mistakes in neat little rows.

shes a ******* heathen
shes a ******* *** demon
she ***** everyone
she ***** for fun

she ***** when shes sad
she ***** when shes mad
and im okay with that
as long as she stops smoking crack

she hits my phone
i grow a quick bone
but then i think again and i ******* instead
because all those std's are buried deep in her bed

With the touch of the
Almighty Sun
And the kiss of
Wind
I am elated
Through the cities
Of fortune
And shame
Into the light
The dark
Of eternally
Twinkling
Fading
Life
Affirming
Stars

I know
I can have one
I know
It is my right
As a resident of
This wonderfully
Odd
Beautiful
Disgusting
Topsy-turvy
Planet
But
My hands
They are tired
And my
Mind
Is unsure
Of which way
Which path
To take
For many
Lead to
Misery
Pain
Disdain
Hate
Tainted glory
And only
A few
Or maybe
Just one
Lead to
Love
And
Enlightenment
And
Untouched
Pearly-white
Glory
And
Everlasting
Light

We only have
Days
On this world
And there is
No proof
Zero
That anything
Beyond what we are
Given
Here
And Now
Exists
So we must
Take what we have
And make it
The best thing we can
But this thing
Called
Life
Is the most
Confusing
Elusive
Contradictory
Concept
I have ever had the pleasure of knowing

You're feeling kind of worn out
Things, they never turn out
Like you saw them
In your dreams
Things, they're kind of hazy
Things have gotten crazy
A convoluted mish-mash of what once was
Things are never what they once were

So on this rainy night, baby
Just hold me tight
Take me through the wind
Next to you in the storm
Things you never win
May turn out pretty nice
You've just got to hold out your hand
For things that just may happen
You can't let your delusions
Stray you from the truth

I found Waldo
He was hiding in the brush
Naked and freezing
They tried to **** me
He told me
They ***** him, dropped him
And there he was for the blind world to see

Where the **** was Waldo?
All these years, right here
Ignoring, neglecting, not shedding a tear
Pluck out your eyes cuz they're useless
**** yourself cuz we're all the same

Waldo walked down the street
Still stipped bare, ***** and beat
But no one seemed to notice
How could they ignore this?
They're not what they claim
They say they're looking
But they don't care whether you're *****, killed or maimed

Hesitation
Observation
Contemplation
Yanks me back and forth

Running
Bounding
Chasing
Never sure which way to sway

Ticking
Flowing
Finding
New truths each day

Thinking
Wishing
Hoping
My life isn't a waste

When you come around
Come around this little town
There's a story that you'll hear
That makes you smile and shed tears

He was a little boy
When his momma told him "Son,
There ain't nothin' hear for ya,"
But he found a way to have his fun

He knew he should try harder
And make his mom and pop proud
But they were just farmers
And he fancied his pop a coward

So one day he said "Momma,
I'm leaving this town for good.
I'm packin' my bag and hoppin' on a
Big ol' train," and do just that he would

His momma kissed him goodbye
His pop just bowed his head
And off he went to the city
There was not a tear he shed

He then met some boys around his age
They liked to shoot and loot
He didn't mind the ruckus
Or the terrorizing of old coots

They robbed and they shot
They stuck and they stole
And they laughed all the way
He was happy he got himself out that hole

But then one day the sheriff
Flicked his badge and said
"It's time for you to leave this town,
before I shoot you all dead."

His friends put their hands up
And slowly backed away
But the ol' boy had drunk his share
And thought it time for the sheriff to pay

So he pulled out his revolver
But before he could shoot
A shot rang out and smoke fluttered
The sheriff let out a hoot

Our ol' boy laid on the floor
Bleeding like a pig
He smirked and he died there
But he never felt so big

Oh, leave it be
Let it go, carry on
You can see, you can see
Capable of some love and fun
Things are never all right
But they're always fine
You're never completely tight
But you always pace the line

You know what I know
And I believe it to be
What you make it show
Makes it all seem so free
Everything is dandy, dandy

Comical in your use
Of overcomplication
Phases and phrases
I never get all the information
You open your mouth to speak
And close it just like that
Never ceases to make knees weak
You can make the mountains flat
With your vibration
What a sensation

When you're walking down the street
And our eyes meet
It's my masculinity
That takes over me
My sights grow keen
And I offer you my shoulder to lean on

Your feminity
Intoxicates and I falter
Your hair shines
Like the sun in the water
I don't believe the lines
Read from the script in your head

What the **** is this?
How has it, that it's come so fast?
I gotta run through this list
Otherwise I'll never last

Run down the street
And to the left
Down by the swamp
Where they cook it life chefs
And wear dark clothes
You can't seem them at night
You're lucky if you get out
Fortunate for no firefight
So put your hood up
And your hat on
Look straight ahead
Before your casket's closed

on a long enough timeline
everybody wins
and everybody dies
everybody sins
and everybody lies

so now I'm just sitting
trying to graph out where I've been
to figure out when I'll be winning
this game that everybody loses
my hopes have been ground to dirt
and my love stomped and spit on
what I thought was there never really was
and so I'm left with an empty hug

it's cold now so I'm shivering
september's always been lonely for me
the coming cold keeps on hindering
the joy inside and dangling from a cliff
never dug myself out if so many holes
but this january proves september is nothing
taking me from shivering cold to smoldering human coal
but now that I've tasted the bottom
swirled the grass and dirt all in my mouth
i can say that I've seen the cold and felt the wind
I've stayed for a while at the coldest place I've ever been

Jennifer didn't get enough sleep last night. She was up until 3 AM writing a book report. She just finished her fourth cup of coffee with cream and extra sugar. She's starting to get the shakes.

Bobby fidgets nervously in an unnaturally comfortable seat in the waiting room of Dr. Stein's office. He got drunk last weekend and decided it would be a good idea to have *** with a girl who's known among as friends as "The Town Bus." She's a rather large girl whom almost everyone Bobby knows has had a go with. Bobby does his best to resist the urge to relieve the itch centered around his nether regions that introduced itself two days ago. He resists the urge successfully and continues to squirm in his seat. He's starting to get the shakes.

Ian looks down at the empty black garbage bag on the floor in front of him. He turns his head to his right and peers into his shadow-ridden closet. He thinks about the girl he met at the park last night. Her name was Mallory and she had such beautiful brown hair and blue eyes. Ian picks up the empty garbage bag and pushes back rows and rows of other bags, hanging neatly and silently in his closet. They're all filled, so Ian has to muster all of his strength to push them to the end of the rack pole. He mounts the empty garbage bag onto a hanger and hangs it next to the rest. Mallory, sweet Mallory wafts into his thoughts again. Ian runs his hand down the smooth black plastic, hanging solemnly, and empty, before him. It tells him it's disappointed. It tells him it's hungry. Ian hasn't killed anyone in three weeks. He purses his lips and looks down at his hands. He's starting to get the shakes.

Skeletons walk the streets
By night
Gripping lit candles found
In a fire fight
Holes in ripped rags hang
From their bones
As they tread (clip, clip, clip, clop)
On wet streets shining in the grey moonlight

Lying in a
                  Hole.
         Running through
                         Burning hoops.
Not sure what to do
        But I've got to be
              Quick.

Faster
           Stronger
                          More versatile
           Than the rest.

                      A chameleon
With the strength
         Of a lion
And the speed
          Of a jet.

I've got to make myself
        Inhuman
                        To feel
      Up to this test.

But building up
        Only gets you so far.

                After you hit that beautiful plateau
                          You're gonna find yourself on the floor.

He came from nothing
A drug addicted father
And a mother who couldn't give two *****
If he lived or died
He was just another ****** expulsion to her
And she would routinely compare him to
What she flushed down the toilet every morning

Predictably, his body grew
Tall and strong
And his temper grew with it
He was a fire *******
A match dropped
Into a bucket of kerosene
He'd fight for anything
Right, wrong, man, woman
He didn't care

People on the street would stop and stare
Because after a while
He was the boy who was known
As a bomb
"He could beat bricks
Until they bled."
Is what they all said

He eventually ended up in the ring
Where modern gladiators go to prove their primal worth
Once he taped up his hands, slipped on those gloves
An energy ran through him, he knew no on could stop him
He took bonecrushing jabs
To the jaw, the temple, to the head and brain
And delivered skull cracking hooks
To the same areas
No matter how hard anyone went at him
No matter how much they wanted him down
He wanted it more
And one by one
Like little toy soldiers
They all came crashing
Down
Down

Down

The barren wasteland
Of my warped mind
Held by a rubberband
Made of space and time
Nothign gets in, nothing gets out
Alive

She traces water
Through the river
Into the
Cold, hard ground
Where secrets lie in wait
Her past is
An enigma
And I
Don't know what
To do with her
Anymore

She speaks words of
Wisdom and curiosity
Her ears flinch when
Things unsaid surface
She grows uncomfortable
At the thought of it
She can't handle
What I think of her

When I have time
To sit back and think
Lemons and limes
Inside hard earned beers
My mind never stops
Coming to these conclusions
Back and forth
With the wind through green trees
She walks through valleys
Untouched by cruel weather
Comes out unscathed
Though completely unclothed
I am always in awe
At her pure endurance
Spanning time with nothing
But the smile of Joan of Ark

Take everything in your life
And change into everything
Everything you thought you were missing
Just listen

Nothing is all that hard
Once you get around to doing it
Those doubts in your head are transparent
Your job is to stop them from blaring

When you're on the outs
Reexamine what you give and what you're given
It's usually just about the same amount
So the next time your pout, think about that

Putting your ear to the ground
And breathing in and just waiting
Is no waste of time, it's time well spent
Everyone is capable of seeing around the bend

Oh meet me on the highway, baby
Where the Sun meets the ground
Oh see me in the subway, lover
When no one's around
Because there's no need to put up a fight
There's no need when everything will be alright

Listen to my words
Floating through space
From my mouth to your eardrums
It's an open and close case
It will all be as easy as apple pie
When you come with me
To the place where the dead never die
I promise, I'm most definitely certain
There's no doubt in my little mind
That when it's all done and they pull down the curtain
There's nothing we can't find

I'm left weary and dripping with sweat
Burning my own bridges
It's as if we never met
I step to the altar and ask for a double helping
Of the blood of Christ
Mary's left weeping
For her child
Her innocent little *******
It's beyond her weak hand

Oh, love, just knock it out from beneath their feet
Oh, baby, just lie awake next to me
Oh, love, it's too late to defeat
The rest of the one's who can see clearly

Crawling up from the deep underground
Left with the scent of you on my clothes
Covering my ears so I won't hear the sound
Of the bombs, the fire that we loathe
And love
All at once
Like a double-standard, we're on the hunt
For the one thing we both can't stand
The thing we live for
It's not our fault that this is such a chore
It's just the way the blood flows down, love

Light up the sky
With the artifical blaze
Try not to cry
As it takes over
And turns us to ash
Blowing in the cold wind tonight, babe

So I start my shift  
At 10 AM
Hours upon hours
Of nonstop movement
And running down to the basement
Bringing up boxes
Of candy
And cups
And popcorn bags

Constant flows
Of people
Customers
"guests"
So we have to call them
"You don't call over the next CUSTOMER
To your register
You call over the next GUEST."
So says my manager
OK, *****
"Next guest, please,"
I utter with a smile

Can't wait to leave
It's around 5:30 PM now
A solid
7 1/2 hours
Through
My 8 hour
Shift
I'm helping my manager
Satisfy guests
Not customers
Filling bags
When they say popcorn
And filling cups
When they say soda
"I'll just have some nachos,"
A man says
His wife stands next to him
She smiles at me
I smile back
He looks at me then
"And John, too,"
He says
"John looks like a nice kid."
I can't help but beam
Some type of dumb grin
I look down at my nametag
Adjust it a bit
The next guest steps up
And then I remember
How much
I just want to leave already

Sometimes I don't know how
You put one foot in front of the other
Despite all your hardships and
Battle scars bleeding, you smother
The bad and the good breathes free
Selective life is the life for thee

So look me in the eyes
and tell me everything.
In spite of the wide, wide
world, spread your wings
and you set yourself free.

The news on the TV tell us things
like wildfires and deaths
are the norm and singers sing
about meaningless ***, no love.
No, the things that we need
are nowhere to be seen.
I can be your someone to lean
on.

Round and around
And back down
On this rusty Ferris Wheel
Creaking and moaning
Trying to take us this morning
Up and down
But we only go around

The reason I'm here
Has never been clear
All I know is that I know
That I care about you so
No real backbone and a hazy facade
Greet me every time I try to read your sign
Your expect so much but only give a little way
I don't know how you expect me to stay

Staring at me gloomily
Choking your pistol grip
Submerging your hands deep
Loading your gun and pressing the tip
To my extremities
Alway threatening
To ******* to pieces
I can only look up and smile
This night might take a little while

This is a story
About the daughters of a particular man
Built from lack of affection and perpetual hate
Down, the ground up  he wasn't one many could stand

He was allowed six daughters though
By a wife who had more sense than he
One was given the throw
And the others had to stay with him and cope to be

He swung, flung and carried on
The girls struck with staying close
His only wish was to have a son
But nature never agreed, he was only offered a pink hose

And so he took out his frustrations
His aggravations
Punched, kicked and scolded his way through years
The children forced to stitch and oil the rusty gears

Soon, soon
The man became sick
The wife stuck, glued to his side
The daughters out in the world, the confusion thick

As he died, with an attempt at atonement
A hopeless cry for mercy to his loves
Suddenly present at his previously cancelled appointment
And the girls, his doves
Stayed close and kissed and hugged
Their brains washed and permanently infected with the evil bug

Drowned in self pity
Negativity
Eats you up like breakfast
Tears away fragile tissue
Smears your head in thick mud
Dirt in your lungs
Spits on your dreams
Kicks at your wishes

But he's weak
He comes
He goes

No more

And when you find the strength
Peak your head over the high mountain
Down into the green, green valley
The valley, not of death, but the opposite
Be sure to remember his face
Never forget the horrors of old
For they are what keep you from that place
Another visit, another level of Hell
It's never necessary lest you're careless
If you forget that grudges aren't you
And they only **** truth
And that sharp words make no one
Except the speaker... bleed
This - this thing -
Unnameable but unmistakable
Unseeable and unkillable
It diesnt deserve your sugary disposition
Or you're homely offer of kindness
Just show it what you're made of
Smile a smile to cause blindness