I wake up every day with heavy eyes
and a weight on my chest and shoulders that
bruises and compresses every fraction
of my fragile being

I can not for the life of me remember
the last time I woke up eager to
to soak in the shine of the sun or
bask in the presence of someone I love

My misunderstanding of the world
finally led me to a place where there is no
way back home, and nothing but
broken promises
compulsive lies
drug busts
packie runs
and endless yelling
fleeting
shaking
panicking
drinking
numbing
is left to fill the space.

'The couch

Last time I was here, we two
She and I, were sipping tea.
Old couch, so old and sad
You felt her warmth as did I
Poor old couch, she made fun of you
As she did me.
But, I loved her and because you held us,
I love you.

I beg him to listen
and consider anyone but himself
for once in his ****** life,

or perhaps speak truth, rather than lie.

I beg him to deep deeper,
there is a conscience within him
but he has not met with it in quite some time.

We plead with him to hold out hope,
but can we say the same for ourselves?

I wish he could experience
the love and beauty of the world
with whole-hearted emotion and awareness

But all he wants to do
is suppress whatever he has left.
The needle in his arm pushing in the poison
and pulling out the remaining humanity.

He is numb now,
but what is to become of his little girls?

must i always battle heartbreak,
or living a life on my own?
i'm just as brave as they are,
though my courage seems much less well known

they're always given the dragons
and the sword fights on the plank of a ship
or late-night drag races through deserts
and big wars fought in cold mists

my fights are just as dramatic,
i've fought dragons and ogres and then...
but you ignore all my assets for simplicity
and so it is left to my pen

were i not myself i'd be legendary,
you'd know my bravest of hearts
you'd know all of my scars and their stories
and you would know of my life from its start

i'm not sorry i'm not like them,
i've done what i have because i'm me
so for know i guess i'll have to settle
for our same old backbench in history

one day  maybe you'll read them;
the stories of my battles and wars
and maybe then you'll apologise-
we all know my life was much greater than yours

"We're having a debate tonight"

She said to me

And who really cares

I would rather sit in a tree

American politics are a total bore

Republicans and Democrats

Can you hear me snore?



I think most politicians could care less

About the American people

You're wrapped around my emotion
With no invitation or a notion
So I politely tell you to leave
Get out please and just cease
To exist as a voice I don't know
And leave my mind before I let go

Here and now, I'm alone in this place

Here and now, I have no one to embrace

Here and now, I'm in my world to face

Here and now, life has never been so hard to trace

Here and now, there are no more tears to lace


Here and now, why do you still look so lost?

Here and now, dying rotten and not for to sought

Here and now, past is still and future is moving.

I am here, now...searching....