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Jul 2022 · 129
'Simple Idea'
The world may collapse into dust so perhaps just this once we could savor this day.
The ending is pending and we're here pretending that somehow it will all be okay.
Whatever your passion pursue in a fashion as if it will someday be gone.
Nothing will last as we've learned from the past so just do what you love from now on.
It's been 8 years since I've been on here!
I promise to come up with better stuff, this was just the first thing I thought of.
Trying to get back into poetry since getting sober is a difficult thing. I feel like creativity is harder to access with an untainted mind.... But I'll try.
May 2014 · 1.5k
The Broken & The Breaking
a hidden, sweet animosity
licks my brain into submission
whips and chains in position
tears my veins into visions
old scar incisions
with surgical precision
the mission is over now
how did I get left out?
conscience fades into haze
lost distances, emotions enslaved
I won't see her face again,
fall back into strangers
unless we pretend
we can exist or be friends
our love was pretense
expensive, and didn't make sense
but it slept in my heart
so soundly, so comfortably
we were never apart
so swiftly, so effortlessly
we fall all the way
back to the start
her lips were my paintbrush
our love was an art
the broken and the breaking
and the taking of trust
and the faking of lust
our hands fell apart, into dust
now buried in the soil
underneath the earths crust
planted here we will stay
out of reach, out of the way
to wither in denial
and collapse in decay
I can still see her, distant
and I can't look away
decimated I fall to my knees
and refuse to believe
I'm just one of the trees now
planted and broken
my limbs turn to stone
if I can't leave this place
then I might die alone.
turn back to me, see me
see the glint in my eyes
one final goodbye
one final first sight
in the middle of the night
I can't help but try
my eyes closed in stone
so I can't even cry
my heart has broke open
memories frozen in time
if you can't tell me why...
then please...
tell me goodbye.
May 2014 · 442
the price of forgiveness
my mind leaks out onto the floor
my heart sinks deeper into my chest
my feet trace my room with anxiety
forgiveness is just too expensive
for my soul right now
you've set the price too high
you will have to wait for me
until I can afford
to forgive you
May 2014 · 747
I hope that hope is enough
when the road is old and bare,
and it feels like life's unfair,
I must remember who is there,
for me

because,
they say when times are tough,
is when you'll find your diamond in the rough
...I just hope that hope is enough...
for me
May 2014 · 601
Untitled
The meanings of words like "truth" and "friends"
can become so loose and frayed at the ends
the truth is, that 'friends' is a word that depends
on the day and the time, and the bar on weekends
the meaning of truth is a meaning that bends
it will reshape, reform and get lost in the end

truth has a cost, and so do your friends
sometimes, they're not worth the time that we spend
they'll always be offered, again and again
but higher in price, and with costly amends
the truth can discomfort, console, and offend
we don't know it's power, although we pretend

but,
when life becomes gray, and the stormclouds ascend,
truth will be there for you, and so will your friends.
May 2014 · 1.1k
Alcohol & I
the soothing sensation
all feelings, erased
all the people in my thoughts
defaced and replaced
by an emptiness so bold
it's solid in shape
I am lost to its liquid embrace

it brings me to a quieter, simpler place

and I lust for its soul-numbing taste.
Mar 2014 · 1.2k
losing.
Losing my trust in Charity
Losing all proof of Prosperity
Losing my strength in Sanity
Losing all hope in Humanity

She is gone now...
Everything else has lost it's meaning.
Jul 2013 · 948
so lost.
emptiness has never felt so fulfilling.
nothingness has never weighed so much.
loneliness has never been so comforting.
intangibility i've never been able to touch.

freedom has never felt so conflicted.
innocence has never felt so unclean.
distance has never felt so constricted.
simplicity has never felt so serene.

trust has never felt so unnatural.
truth has never felt so far away.
beauty has never been so factual.
paths have never lead this far astray.

lifetimes have never lasted this long.
but seconds have never been so short.
words I could never put into song.
so writing them is my last resort.

Existence isn't free.
Misery is the cost.
I've never felt so "me".
I've never felt so lost...
Jul 2013 · 397
no one else but me.
No one else can see your tear drops in the rain
No one else can see your dark side, when you're standing in the shade
No one else can see the blood within your veins
No one else but me... I can see inside your eyes like Window panes.
Something has me all ******* in knots
the foliage consumes my thoughts
erase my past in perilous ways
and bring on the changing of the days

Something's different, I can tell for sure
Something bold and something pure
I feel my past is slipping away
Finally... A change of pace.

Everything is happening so fast
yesterday is in the past
and now today's a brand new day
so don't let it go to waste

Everything just seems to fall away
and rebuild itself from the clay
molded different in every way
bring on the new shapes of the day

Everyone has a new face today
some are colored, some are gray
they find a way to find a way
to just pretend that they're okay

Everyone just seems so false these days
faking feelings in endless ways
you wear this mask of happiness
the hollow emotions never rest

so erase my past in perilous ways
and bring on the changing of the days
Jul 2013 · 1.0k
Reaching For An Empty Sky
the voices of the sea
the whisper of the symphony
are calling out your name
and you just turn your head in shame

your hopeless hands are tied
and everything you love has died
you've thrown away your pride
and giving up now, means you never tried

you're still pulling out the arrows
of your former atrophies and perils
fulfilling this discordance
with your future purpose and importance
pulling out the arrows.
pulling out the arrows.
pulling out the arrows.

Reaching for the Surface
but you're on the ocean floor.
Praying for a Purpose,
hoping for an open door.
Scratching at the Surface,
but it's harder than it was before.
But what's the Purpose?
what are you praying for?

and you say
God, please don't let me die.
but you're
Reaching for an Empty Sky.

No one else is there
to hold you're hand and say they care
No one else will come
so give it up, you're on your own.

the forces of the sea
have trapped you in this tragedy
your belief in all their lies
has done no good, open your eyes

see the world as it is
your existence within this nothingness
as worthless as the sea
another useless commodity

you're still bracing for the arrows
of your distant atrophies and perils
fulfilling this whole prophecy
by decoding all their sophistry
bracing for the arrows
bracing for the arrows
bracing for the arrows

Reaching for the Surface
but you're on the ocean floor.
Praying for a Purpose,
hoping for an open door.
Scratching at the Surface,
but it's harder than it was before.
But what's the Purpose?
what are you praying for?

and you say
God, please don't let me die.
but you're
Reaching for an Empty Sky.
Jun 2013 · 892
trust
I've handed out
Too much of my trust.
People never put it in their hearts,
where it belongs.
They just take it, use it, spend it, and lose it.
Nobody ever wants to keep it.
So I'm done passing it out...
...I just hope there is still enough
for my own heart...
Jun 2013 · 536
heartaches
...She was just pulling on the strings of my heart.
I wish she would just pull it so hard that it all falls apart.
I just can't take this anymore.
Jun 2013 · 373
never.
You try to tell me that I'm the one who's changing,
when it's really just the world around me rearranging.
You try to tell me that I'm the one who's broken,
well the words you're looking for have already been spoken.

I could give away all of my money,
and I could throw away all of my dreams,
but it won't stop the war thats inside me.
...It's never as simple as it seems.
Jun 2013 · 614
The Wait For The Sun
Holding on
to what's left of my dreams
it feels like nothings ever quite like it seems.
Waiting for
the day some one will come and say
take my hand, and let's run away.
Hoping for
the one who will be true for once
I'll know it when I hear her say my name
Every time
that they do, I think its something new,
but it always ends the same.
I Look For Comfort, But I've Found None.
My Relationships Are All Undone.
I Drink Alone Now Just For Fun.
I Sit And Wait For The Sun.
Every day
has it's dawn, and it feels so long
when you're all alone staring out at the rain.
Every time
that the sun comes back around
I feel a glimpse of hope, pulsing through my veins.
Hold my Head
up to the sky, and I wonder why
I can never find someone like me.
I Hope Someday
that I can say that I am happy,
without wearing a false smile upon my face.
I Look For Comfort But I've Found None.
My Relationships Are Left Undone.
I Drink Alone Now Just For Fun.
I Sit And Wait For The Sun.
this is the emptiest bottle in the world.
she can't take me home,
when I want her to,
but I loved her like I've loved no other girl.

the whiskey goes down smooth when I'm alone
I'll drink away my shame,
then drink away my pride,
and this bottle will be here when I get home.

but it's the emptiest bottle in the world
what I wouldn't give,
for just another sip,
I'd love her like I've loved no other girl.

alone now once again... I could have guessed
waiting for someone,
just me and my old friend,
the bottle in my hand keeps weighing less.

I need a pair of arms to fall into
I haven't found her yet,
I don't know when I will,
so I'll drink until my dream girl will come true.

I'll take another drink to pass the time
I wish that I had someone,
who would take a drink with me,
The Bottom of this Bottle is on my Mind.

This is the Emptiest Bottle in the World
I know she can't take me home,
when I want her to,
But I loved her like I've loved no other girl.
i felt a real feeling as my heart turned from healing
to a sickness so real that it dripped from the ceiling
sealed fates and doorways, i felt my skin peeling
and it felt so revealing
     ...it felt so revealing
i felt a doom creeping in with the moon, looming
like the gloom soaking up all the air in the room
it was moving in too, blooming like it was due
and i still had no clue
     ...i still had no clue
this torture brought forth fortresses of remorse
so coarse my pores filled with fear and with force
and the doors stored more still yet to explore
but it came from what source
     ..it came from what source
my thoughts fell through hell to break out of this shell
i felt my cells tell me something fell through the well
i knelt down, felt around and was not where i dwell
could this be something else
could this be something else
i felt death as it crept into my bed as i slept
and i felt the cold sweat building up on my neck
as i wept and i felt like i took the next step
and it felt so adept
     ...it felt so adept
and to my surprise my eyes widened in size
disguised lies and flies buzzing silenced my cries
as i try to find why beyond files and sighs
i am lost in reprise
      ...lost in reprise
the parting of dark arts and of blind shopping carts
we throw darts at old hearts and hark pointless remarks
we barter with charts of love broken apart
and we're back to the start
     ...we're back to the start
it's lost all its meaning either fleeting or leaning
the towers bleed first feeding greed with their weaning
breeding keen seeds all teaming with loss and still reaming
but maybe we're just dreaming
    ...maybe we're just dreaming
the haze fades to gray, raves and won't float away
braiding fame, combing banes into fake lion manes
raining plague upon grains until no plain remains
and it's always the same
     ...it's always the same
what you do is too crude to let life ensue
it takes truth to break through the new sky that you drew
you flew it out to the new coast and blew it up too.
now there's nothing to do
      ...there's nothing to do
again i felt death creeping in as i slept
the bitter cold sweat building up on my neck
as it swept through i felt like we took our last step
the world took its last breath
            ...it took its last breath
Mar 2013 · 557
Death Whispers Softly
death has whispered softly to me
a sonnet painful and true
i know that there is nothing
that i can say, or i can do
i only hope that life itself
is just some sort of cocoon
and once our broken body's spent
is when we really bloom

death has smiled softly at me
a mouth of crooked teeth
i squirm below the swinging axe
in hopes to slide beneath
slowly inching closer to me
knowing what will be
to spend my time with friends of mine
is good enough for me
to laugh and play throughout the day
is good enough for me

the coincidence of being born
among such perfect friends
is so much more than i've asked for
so i'll enjoy it until the end
death has lingered softly in my
presence all my days
i see his face still leering at me
visible through the haze

although he walks along my side
i will not say hello
for he will wait to initiate
until its my time to go
his presence offers comfort to me
it seems so strange to say
but knowing he is waiting
motivates me day to day

i refuse to lose this path i choose
to get lost along the way
i'll let laughter and love soak up
every second of my day
i will not spare a moment for
the things i don't enjoy
i'll give my dreams the freedom
they need, to keep my hands employed

and when the time does come
for death to stop and say hello
i'll greet him with an open hand
and say i'm ready to go.
i misplaced my trust in you, i know
when you said you loved me it was just for show
the last words you wrote to me were...
so cold
as i lay alone now in my bed
your words still trapped inside my head
this bitter loneliness is...
so cold

when i found the letters that you left
i read them with a heart full of regret
maybe i'll learn to let it go
some day
you stitched your name across my heart
and with the threads you tore it apart
i will dig up the pieces
some day

i can still read your letters under my skin
i finally learned just to turn away,
but in the end i guess you win,
i can still see your letters under my skin.

you branded me with your sorrow covered handcuffs
and you've lost the key to your own heart
if you can't love yourself, how can i expect the answer
to be somewhere within, This was Hopeless from the Start.

i finally learned just to turn away,
but in the end i guess you win,
i still see your letters under my skin
i still read your letters under my skin.
Mar 2013 · 807
betrayal
I gave you a place to call home
so that you wouldn't have to
go through life alone
          from my Head
                         to my Heart
                                       to my Soul
my Hands can't take back what you Stole

Because I gave you a brand new Beginning
which I thought that you had sought from the Start

and I gave you my whole ******* Heart
you just Played it, and Broke it, and Tore it apart.
Take a seat.
You can't Control the World,
it's spinning beneath your feet.
            So Step aside,
and let the grass grow
in between the concrete.
Because the Pavement isn't what feeds the world..
             It's Sacrifice.
                         It's Cold as Ice.
A Documentation of Greed..
and A Depiction of Endless Mouths to Feed.
            The Human Race,
The Perfect Disease.  
            Spreading like weeds.
Planting their Seeds
            Wherever they Please.
They've taken the land.
             They've taken the Seas.
They've left your Roots No Room to Breath.
    And now they chop you down
             on to the ground.
And watch you fall without a sound.
To them you’re just another useless resource,
       finally found.
so take the Blame..  
               Shame your Name.
you made a Mistake,
               you Got in their Way.
You planted yourself where they want to play.
                  So their going to take your life away.
and Displayed upon your grave, they'll let the concrete waste away.
and Catch a glimpse of this decay.
and no one will ever know
                         it's your remains...
Mar 2013 · 610
rain
a sour taste, a bitter haste
begins to boil and ruminate
filling all the air i breath today.
        i wonder what is going on
        it always feels like something's wrong
        and i'm sick of everything in every way.
you call this man your friend
just to turn and stab him in the end
well maybe thats all that friends are really for.
        the circumstances may change,
        but the story's always the same
        people just aren't who they were before

and then
the Rain Comes...
        and washes it all away
it comes to cleanse my thoughts
        and save my life, every day.

and where would i be without the rain
        to clear my head, and comfort me?
and where would i be without the rain
        to wash my hands and set me free?

i sit at home every day
with nothing to do but waste away
just hoping that tomorrow won't be the same
        the pieces never fit
        but then again, i must admit
        maybe i've forgotten how to play the game
because the rules are never the same
it's like they change them every day
so how do they expect me to want to play?
        i can not bear the load
        because the mental scars alone
        are enough break my spirit every day...

but then the Rain Comes...
        and washes it all away
it comes to cleanse my thoughts
        and save my life, every day.

oh where would i be without the rain
        to clear my head, and comfort me?
oh where would i be without the rain
        to wash my hands and set me free?
      
the looking glass is clear
but what i see, i always fear
it looks like there's nothing out there for me
        the dirt is on my hands
        and it's foiled my future plans
        i need to wash it all away to be set free...
because the pain i feel is real
and its the only thing i feel
and i taste it in the air again today
        so now i'm laying in my bed
        with all these thoughts stuck in my head
     ...and i need the rain to come and wash it all away...
Mar 2013 · 602
real
This day was an absolute Wonder for me
I saw all of my Friends i’ve been Dying to see
the Sun shined so bright, i could Hardly Believe
This place is for Me, i don’t want to leave
From the Time i layed eyes on their Smiling Faces
I couldn’t stop thinking how Perfect this place is,
The energy is Love that is floating amung Us
So small on a map, But in our Eyes, humungous
This place is My World, it is where i Belong,
These Freinds are my people, our Bonds, so strong
i’ve been around the World now, and Still do i feel
that In This place, the love that I feel, This is real..
Through sharing these Days with my Freinds, We Reveal
This Laughter, This Love, This Life...   This is Real.
Mar 2013 · 671
up
up
i could only hope for something new
when i was loneliest is when i found you
can you tell me that there is something more?
and lift my hands and my head up off the floor?

would you say that you're sincere?
would you say you'll still be here?
would you hold my hands or would you let me drown?
would you pick me up or would you follow me down?

if i could have only heard the words you said
you could have told me i was lost inside my head
but now i see that there is something more
i lift my hands and my head up off the floor.
Mar 2013 · 621
the truth so cold
when the fire burns higher than the evergreens
        and the smoke rings start choking your broken dreams
when the wind pulls you in to a different scene
        still a light shines through.

the window panes fade to grey in the pouring rain
        the glass cracks and shatters inside your veins
your blood slows and flows to a different plane
        but still a light shines through.

but you pull down your shades and cloak it
        in a darkness so thick you could smoke it
the truth so cold it sent shivers through my soul
        and I watched it unfold as i spoke it

what once was a friendship is now decay
        it was painful to watch it all thrown away
but you live life in darkness now anyway
        no more light shines through

you're drowning in the waters and you can't stay dry
        your ears fallen deaf, and your eyes have gone blind
your mouth's full of lies, yet you wonder why
        no more light shines through

and you pull down your shades and cloak it
        in a darkness so thick you could smoke it
the truth, so cold it sent shivers through my soul
        and I watched it unfold as I spoke it.
Mar 2013 · 383
hope
where will love go when it dies?
        will the embers burn somewhere inside?
or will the ashes slowly float away?
        ...is it worth me asking anyway?

because, if you look from the other side
        you'll see my eyes are open wide
my heart stops but i'm so alive!
        and I Think This Time It's Here To Stay.
Mar 2013 · 4.9k
the last winds
Sit back. Relax. Take a breath. Take a minute. Take a hit. Take a drink. Take a sting. Take a shot. Take a line. Take a day. Take a time. Take a mental Picture. Take a pill. Take something you've always wanted. Sit back and chill..

Sit back, watch the ashes, their crumbling down.
Keep your head in the sky. Keep your feet on the ground.
Keep your buzz going. Don't ever come down.
Keep your face smiling and don't ever frown.
Keep the toxins flowing. Keep your head held high.
Keep your thoughts clear. Stop wondering why.
Keep your hopes up. Drink that whiskey and rye.
Keep moving yourself forward. Live life 'til you die.

Sit back, watch the ashes. They fall to the ground.
Take a listen to the birds, its a beautiful sound.
Take a minute, sit back, watch the world go around.
Take a look at the sky, so vast and profound.
Take a drag of your cigarette, and let yourself go.
Take notice of your freedom, and let the wind blow.
Take off your winter coat, go with the flow.
Take off your mask, let your true colors show.

Sit back, watch the ashes as they land on the earth.
Feel the rediscovery, and feel the rebirth.
Feel the wind on your fingertips, for what it is worth.
Feel the world, what it is, it's incredible girth.
Feel yourself drift away, feel the grass on your toes.
Feel the sun on your face, feel the wind as it blows.
Feel the love in this world, as it blooms, as it grows.
Feel the light on your soul, see the beauty it shows.

Sit back, watch the ashes, their coming, their due
Realize, though, that it's beautiful too.
Redo all of the things, that you love to do.
Remember there's people that truly love you.
Replay all of the memories that make you smile.
Revisit your best friends, and chill for a while.
Resign from your deviance, cunning, and guile.
Relax in recumbence, sit back, reconcile.

The ashes will soon, cover all of this land.
Theres nothing to stop it, no curing command.
Theres someone who loves you, so go hold their hand.
Theres a shortage of love in this world of demand.
Theres only one thought that comes into my mind.
Theres nothing new out there, theres nothing to find.
Theres everything I need, right here, am I blind?
Theres people who love me, people of my kind.

So the world can go ahead and crash down around me, I'll just look Away. I'll just take a look at the things I love.  I'll just take notice of the beautiful Day.
I'll just take another shot, I'll just sit in the beautiful green Grass. I'll just look up at the sky and let the ending pass.
I'll just be sitting with the people I love, and we'll be letting our true colors Show. We'll be feeling the grass on our toes, and letting the beautiful wind Blow.
Get ready to watch the rest of the world fall to pieces. To watch the ashes fall. Prepare for the Show.  But Don't worry...Just Sit back, relax, and let the last of that beautiful wind Blow.

____

Fall with me. Drop with me. Drop like the rain descending from the pregnant clouds overhead.  Fall like an avalanche, free and uncontrollable. Fall like the waterfall, endlessly powerful.  Fall with the world, but not in disgrace, we're falling like leaves into a beautiful place.  We're falling into eternity… discomforting but true. So enjoy the descent, it's the least you could do, for out of this fall comes a beautiful view...

Fall with the leaves. Fall peaceful and slow
Forget everything that you don't need to know
Form truces with enemies, befriend every foe
For now is the time to let everything go
Forbidden are thoughts of a peaceful demise
Forsaken, the image of peace in disguise
Forgive all the subtle and meaningless lies
Forego a renewal, re-open you're eyes

Fall with the Rain drops, now finally freed
This is the beginning of the end indeed
This peaceful decline may be just what we need
This fall from our old withered branches of greed
This pressure discharged… our old ways replaced
This wind now uplifting, this beauty embraced
This Government Tangle, this Empire, erased
This Is the End of the struggles we've faced

Fall with the Waterfall, Establish your voice
Pro-life… Pro-love… Pro-strength… Pro-choice
Protest your opinions, don't let them devoice
Progress now possible, so revel, rejoice
Provide the necessities, laughter and love
Produce something new, something unheard of
Proclaim your new freedom, and wake with the dove
Promise to fall with the rain from above.

Fall with the Avalanche, plush and severe
Don't let the ending take hold of your fear
Don't forget, there's people that still love you here
Don't let these people, your friends, disappear
Don't be afraid now…  The grass is still green
Don't take your eyes off the beautiful scene
Don't let your colors be shaded unclean
Don't let the distance grow vast in between

Fall with the ashes that cover this earth
Be Born Once Again, re-discover rebirth
Believe in true beauty, for what it is worth
Beware of this world, its incredible girth
Below you are roots from which you can grow
Beyond the Horizon is the end as we know
Belong To A Bigger Picture, go with the flow
Become something less…  Sit back… Watch the show.

Fall with the ashes, but not in disgrace. Finally we can escape from this place. The government gone, the Empires erased.  We can Fall with the raindrops, with beauty embraced.
Take off your masks, let your true colors Show. Let the sun shine bright, let the moonlight glow.  Revisit your best friends, Let yourselves go.
and let the very last of that beautiful wind blow…

— The End —