I thought that I would be happy to find
What I thought to be the end of my search
Distraught, a sad, and lost, tailless feline
Whose whiskers when in dark will make me lurch
Instead of clear and happy carefree days
The tempest that I feel inside my being
I question if this is the right of way
Results I heed are sitting unforseen
To tumble back to where I once began
Traveling to a wider range of sea
I’ll cast my line with bait of truth and love
And see what type of rarity will be
Maybe this catch will be willing to stay
And i’ll vow not to fish another day.

What's wrong?
I don't belong
here with you,
Never will do.

So I'm gone,
If this is home
Then I'm alone
Remain unknown.

For ever on,
I will belong
Into the waves
For all my days...

I was pouring my heart out and all you could say was "Ok."

When shes standing there
Upset with you cause
You left her,
When she needed you most
You left her,

Would you stand and fight?

When shes crying in front of her
Broken because
You left her,
When she wanted you so badly
You left her,

Would you tell her to get over it?

When shes trembling before you
Torn inside because
You left her,
When she swore she missed you more
You left her,

*Would you get up and leave?

How did I end up here?
Plotting schemes of revenge over
late nights and countless coffee cups?
All because I couldn’t say no one or two
or three or eight too many times,
because why not?
Because age is just a number baby,
so why not hop in my car for a ride
that you will never forget
because you will regret it for the rest of your life.

Just like I regret you.
And every kiss, every touch,
every text, every late night that I
stayed up waiting on a FaceTime call
or for you to pick up the phone
but you couldn’t because you were too drunk
and I was too irrelevant for you to care
that I cared about you.

Because you entangled my thoughts
with silver woven lies that I heard as truth,
and I wouldn’t know the difference
because I don’t know what truth sounds like
and neither do you.

So how could you be to blame?
Lying is your nature,
like spiders ensnaring insects or
lions on the hunt, you prowl.
Searching for your next victim; your next prey.
Well there she is,
primed and ready for the ****.
As once was I, for I could not run.
I was caught in the hypnosis and
lure of commitment and feeling
Until I got my wake up call
from golden, chiming bells.
I was able to see the web
in which I was caught.

And when confronting you about your
spider-like ways, you denied
even though the guilt seemed to
emit from your eyes like
an exit sign telling me to
GET OUT NOW
because I still could.
Because it wasn’t too late.
And thats how I ended up here.

Power Of Love

Here goes the a man in a boat
Whose face resembled that a goat
Alone he would stay
Awaiting the day
When the woman he loves provokes

Odd Summer

The day that you see guys with guns
Your first reaction is to run
Oh yes you should flee
You fear what you see
For guns water filled were in fun

Loves Quack**

A girl she fell deeply in love
The guy he flirts with all the doves
Her heart it will break
The break leaves a quake
When hit he will splat like a bug