Time is all I have and all I do is waste it
I'm stepping on minutes like pavement
For me, there’s no living in the moment
I can’t turn time into a quotient
Because every second is the same
It's like I was here before I came
There is no such thing as death
Even when I take my last breath
I will forever live on
In blood, words, and photons

How can she be gone when I still feel her embrace
The warmth of her touch, I see the looks on her face
These comforts time will soon take
And leave the thoughts that keep me awake
Cause I can never forget how I failed so completely
And the ways she suffered so deeply
I could have gone to see her but I missed my last chance
I should have been there, I knew well in advance
She was there for me, anytime i needed her
She was delighted even when I barely greeted her
I feel a strange sadness tearing apart my core
These feelings i've never know before
Something inside me has yet to ensue
I feel like I can still call her and get thru
Like she'll be there waiting on my cue
But I can't, she won't be there for me whenever
Grandma's gone forever

I move unsatisfied
I rest with pain
My heart will never be whole
My soul will never be free
I live in tragedy
Every second agonizes me
And I don’t know how to change it
Or if I even can
God grant me serenity

This house doesn't need ghosts to scare anyone
The walls take sanity for fun
They'll hex you with whispers in tongue
Arrive with confidence - leave with none
The longer you stay, the further undone
The air stifles, it thickens and numbs
It weighs down on you like tons
Constricting every cell, it stuns
Skeletons in these closets tote guns
Heat comes at you like fire from the mouth of dragons
I mean heat like blaze of a million suns
All the while, your mind weakens and maddens
This house kills souls like it's a soul assassin
A suffering only the wicked can fathom

The train comes by every morning bout 5
I wish that train could find a cliff and collide
Before the demons with it arrive
Always, some poison they unpack
Wherever it came from, I wish it’d go back
That whistle blower must be the most vile of all
He probably blew whistles during the disaster in Bhopal
Sounding off as thousands of people died
Now I hear melodies of their killer pesticides
Echoing deep thru the hills, into the chemical valley
Here it continues adding death to it's tally
So rich men can be richer, they threaten a poor mans fate
Acting like life is worth less than methyl isocyanate

I can’t get loneliness off my mind
It’d feel better to rip out my spine
I fought all my battles on the frontline
Yet my victories meant nothing in time
Ever changing, like the rhythm of rhyme
Now i’m stuck dodging the land mines
All the sweat and the blood blind
Sowing and reaping, this fate divine

I underestimated the search  
and came out a fool  
I looked for answers everywhere  
and everywhere found ghouls  
I journeyed through the lowest valleys  
and with shadows as my fuel  
I searched for this thing you call love  
and the love I found was cruel
I went to Mecca but I’m no pilgrim
I will always be a mule

The train comes by every morning bout 5
I wish that train would find a cliff and collide
It’s driven by a demon on a joy ride
Always, arriving with some poison to unpack
Where ever it came from, i wish it’d go back.  
Whoever blows the whistle is most vile of all
He probably blew whistles at the plant in Bhopal
Uselessly sounding off while thousands died
Now they bring me their killer pesticides
To store deep in these hills, in the chemical valley
Here it continues adding death to the tally
If it leaks, everyone I know will suffer a similar fate
Carbide thinks life is worth less than methyl isocyanate

My brain's a victim of my heart’s beating
It’s the only way that I can reason
Being blinded by all this red I’m seeing
It must be soul hunting season
My survival instincts go crazy
My pulse quickens its erratic pace
The howling wind blows ever more strangely
However the blood falling from my face
Makes my outlook kind of hazy
I'll never see the end of this chase
Many demons now plague me

I hope to see him again some day
Like I saw him in times before
Resting under vivid sunsets
When Michael knew nothing of war
I pray I will always remember
The love I lost too soon
Forever, as if he never left
And still basked in the glow of the moon
So before this season has faded
Before dark waters reach the shore
I hope to rest under the red sun's rays
Like Michael will rest no more

I’m in love with the 12th of May
A love I cannot completely convey
I wish that I could always say
The sun is shining as it shines that day
The birds and the flowers both betray
The warmth of an unseasonal ray
If only poetry could portray
The brilliance seen at the break of day
I count the seconds til underway
And I hope and I pray
To live forever like it's the 12th of May

It's always been a lie
I was naive to even try
To all along comply
I heard the hue and cry
But continued to deny
Your fingers were in each pie
You can eat up while you lie
On the bed you've made whereby
I hope that you die

I want to experience freedom like borders don't exist
to experience life like time no longer persist
to live humbly and die gracefully
to accept who I am and be proud
to never cry aloud

With every passing instant i'm,
seeking the sanctity found in rhyme.
Hardhearted like in my approach,
I may look weary but i've never lost hope.
It’s only cause time has turned me cold,
so many tribulations, you'd think i was old.
So with every breath, I seek experience,
steadfast like, honor gains with perseverance.
From the sun's descent to its rising,
everything inside me begins devising.
All the life within me is surmising,
any doubt I am now disguising.
I hope to hear all of the words,
as loud as the hills beckon for shepherds.
And I hope to grasp the heart of each line,
and define, the knowledge left to the whims of time.

If ever there is a light in the distance, the moment it begins to warm me the circuit overloads and explodes in the distance.  
Just close enough for me to know something drastic has happened but far enough to be confused as to the specifics of what happened.
And I am left alone in the darkness.

I didn't know a moment so calm could become this chaotic.
I never thought our downfall would be narcotics.
How can I be surprised, after so many years?
My hero has long disappeared.
Why does my mom need that pill?
We all suffer the pain she's trying to ****.
We are all tainted, our anger too easily riled.
She got what she wanted, I never even got be a child.
Any identifiable traits of humanity are gone.
To pain pills I am now a pawn.

I want this alone feeling to go away
So I can rule the day
I curse the day
I live to say
That I was always alone
Because I know
No man will ever condone
No man will ever be mine
I will be alone
Into the end of times.

I want a metal detector,  
I need to dig things up.  
There's so much in the dirt,  
and I can't get enough.  
  
All that was left behind,  
has since been immersed.  
Forgotten graves deepen,
in time's cyclic curse.  
  
Anywhere I step,  
others stepped before.  
For lifetimes upon lifetimes,  
in times of peace and times of war.  
  
I regularly find remnants,  
memories from days lost.
Folks before me must of known,  
i'd get to them at any cost  
  
From old poems to ancient hills,
down to the thick West Virginian clay.  
Fragments of my forefathers exist,  
to learn from them all I pray.

There is no moment that is mine.
  
God willing, all I have is time.
  
There are no moves for me to make.
  
I think I am dreaming when I am awake.
  
Everything I am means nothing.
  
Lies are more becoming.

My soul's made of stone
From triumph to tragedy
A mountain has grown

This stature my own
Forever building higher
Til peaks fashion thrones

The angels have flown
To wherever, without doubt
Mountains stand alone