She was a carefree soul
in an uptight world
Just trying to fit in.
Looking for love
in all the right places
that's how her story begins

Her mama didn't want her,
Her daddy didn't know her,
so she ran away
Looking for love
in all the wrong places
as she does to this day

Men her daddy's age
Drug are all the rage
Disco *****, Stripper Poles,
Needles and Sin

Married at 18
seemed like the right thing
drugs, an abortion, then a baby girl.
Why she had me
I'll never know
I didn't fit into her world

She found love
in the form of a son
for a time it was enough
A walk with God
She claimed she was on
But satan called her bluff.

Many men, any age
Drugs are still all the rage.
Barstools, Stripper poles
Needles and sin

She left us
at an early age,
Teenage girl and boys times 2
Searching for happiness
in all the wrong places
is watch she HAD to do.

Being a mother
To my little brothers
We got through life ok.
Hoping and dreaming
wishing and praying
Our mother would find her way.

All these men, every age,
Ice is now all the rage
Sleepless nights, alcoholic life,
Needles and Sin

On the streets
is where she lives
druggies are her friends.
Countless ways
to try to save her
But there is no end.

Is this the life
she dreamt of having
All that time ago?
A beautiful daughter, two talented sons
and grandkids she'll never know.

Any man, whatever age
Homelessness all the rage.
Self deception, mind corruption
Needles and sin.

i said stop! stop that now!
but my blood won't listen
and my lungs won't listen
and my brain won't listen

and all the external features are blind to me
they turn away and frown
they stamp their feet all over me and let me down

and inside i feel like a hurricane
it's been let loose, destroying my sanity
my soul feeling much like the storming sea

my skin is a cage and my heart is trapped within
it calls out to the open air, says, "let it all blow over!"
but no one is near to lend a four-leafed clover

i'm **** out of luck,
got to get through
the panic
*again.

(to be honest, I'm afraid
of your sister, (or
i could be mad) but I am
drawn away from things
(or people) that pull at
my skin and plant their
words that never bloom)

Soon, the lights will dim
Soon, the moon will flash - snapping lightbulb
Keep close, the sight will be gone soon

When she said she was leaving
I had nothing to say
The door opened
The door shut
And the wind whipped the jagged rocks
Of the tumultuous bay

Bags beneath the eyes
Chicken feet for hands
Attention to detail
Getting me nowhere

Nights spent staring through bent glass
Grass bending like uncertain love
Promises so fragile and flawed like we are
A last request for the ******

And when tests turn temperatures south
Mouth puckering due to dryness
The ocean weeps tears of ignorance
Wondering why it was born with so much power

Painted moon silver terrace cast in slivers
Procrastinating beauty, you are the skyline
Forever, never ending, never dying
Eternally sleeping while awake and dreaming

A fresh start
A new day
An absent smile
A backwards glance

To take this dance underneath black match sky
A man away from wife tethered to a lie
Even work loads bury the mind in material temptations
The ink-less pen drops into man's need for manifestations

Yet, through the solid sheets of grey Bay mist
I continue to trample over the cold sidewalks kiss
Seeking no end, I hold no beginning
An unmarked grave with no need for saving

Over the hill and through the trees
The river runs west towards the ocean.
And I saw the white froth; the tips of the waves;
Their edges a sharpened razor and butcher blade;
And witnessed a place not be controlled,

Only obeyed.

I will wrap up my scars in a bouquet      I left a jar at your window

lay them gently on your door step    filled with sighs and cigarette butts

ring your doorbell         so you could get high in the morning
      
and runaway            off of my sleepless nights of          
                                  
                             ­ boredom and sadness

I have shark teeth.
I use them to bite into myself when the night is too dark and I need that extra splash of red.
I chomp
and when I smile
it scares you.