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I miss my home.
As I walk along this long and lonely road.
Exiled for **** I didn't do.
No one cared but you.
Although now it seems like you didn't care too.
You just let me leave.
And pretended to grieve.
But I came back to ask you something.
That's when I saw you in his arms.
He was seduced by your charms.
I walked away vowing to be somebody.
To bring the world to its knees.
And when I return with my new fame and wealth.
You'll beg me to take you back.
But I'll throw your heart in the dirt
Like a worthless flirt deserves.
I tried to be perfect.
But no one seemed worth it.
No one believed in me.
Trust me, it wasn't easy.
So I let my soul grow dark
Unwilling to continue this farce.
I threw off the shackles of society.
The expectations weigh heavy.
But I shrug them off and continue on.
Determined to make it, standing strong.
I bare my soul before God and man.
Darkness is real, it's no sham.
And though it resides in me.
I refuse to let myself be.
A slave to my humanity.
I rise above the rest.
And become one who has withstood the test.
I transcend the masses and strike down.
All who seek to steal my crown.
For vengeance I am and death is my hand.
I deal it out and upon their souls I brand.
My mark, the sign of the one.
A pound of flesh for paradise.
That is what they say.
My body bleeds to pay the price
I'd pay it any day.
Till nothing but my bones remain.
Because paradise is my high.
With ecstasy my body sighs.
But all to soon my mind returns.
Desperate, I put knife to flesh.
For paradise my soul yearns.
Price paid my journey begins fresh.
I sit back and leave the world.
For just a little longer.
But as always I'm cursed to return.
But my desire for my paradise just grows stronger...
People say that deep down in my soul.
There's peace but I don't know.
Hate consumes me from deep inside.
My feelings make me want to hide.
Instead I stand and scream at the world.
I rage and fight.
Against the light.
I draw my sword and grab my shield.
Alone I walk across the fields.
Geared for war I stand resolute.
Not caring for what I stand to lose.
Anger gives me strength.
Death is my embrace.
Fear is a lie.
That festers inside.
Shake it off and take my hand.
Stand with me against the land.
Brothers we are, comrades in arms.
An army of two, is all we are.
Lend me strength to rise again.
Pull me up, take my hand.
Together we can make a stand.
Against this world that we so hate.
War and death, this is our fate.
I see fire.
A furious rage that burns in your eyes.
Fanned on by countless lies.
I see fire.
It burns within your soul.
Dark and hot it takes its toll.
I see fire.
It brings forth rash actions.
Inspired by fatal attractions.
I see fire.
Your life forfeit with no direction.
Death follows, no redemption.
My family planed an intervention
On mine and their behalf
They see what I am doing and the trouble that's brewing
With the problem that I have

Seems no matter where it is I go
The gym, the bank, the grocery store
I look for opportunities
To make some sort of joke

And it kind of makes them nervous
When they hang around with me
As they see my mind a-itching and my eyes begin a-twitching
Looking for someone to listen as I begin to speak

They take me by the hand, with the nodding of their heads
In a frantic back and forth motion
Saying now's not the time to be the funny guy
Apparently my family is all knowing

But I really can not help myself
With my long list of funny sayings
Still I will bite my tongue till another chance comes along
To say something hilariously amazing

Of course I sometimes realize
What I find funny in my noggin
Once it hits the air is like barbed wire underwear
And deserves a good old fashion flogging

That's why I'm now sitting in this room
With the intervention on my behalf
As they explain what I am doing and the trouble it's brewing
This little problem that I  have...
My wife told me the other day my kids were planning an intervention....
For everyday I have a mask.
A mask for each and every task.
One for joy, one for loss.
But for each one I use there is a cost.
When to my face a mask I bind.
I leave a part of my soul behind.
In ******* to this disguise I wear.
I know not how well I will fare.
I hide myself from them all.
My masks they keep me as a thrall.
No one here knows my name.
They all think that we are all the same.
They don't know any different because I hide.
My true nature inside.
A mask of happiness covers my sorrow.
A smiling mask picked out for tomorrow.
No truth, only lies.
The beautiful deception that my masks provide.
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