God sent me an angel to torment me with.
Hair of fire,
eyes of ocean blue.
Heart skipping beats
with a flashing of a smile.
Pain plunders my soul
with every thought
of her.
I'm being paid back for
every sin that I've committed.
Showing me something
I can never have.
On my knees,
begging for forgiveness
to which there is none.
This is my personal hell.
An angel with no wings and
a sinner with a broken heart.
Seized up in deep thought,
to ponder what could have been
only to wake up in pure desolation.
I am paying it forward.
Loneliness is my sentence,
love is my crime.

©2006 Dead Men Publishing

Sitting here
thinking about you,
wondering if you're
thinking of me.
We've been down
this road before
and I know where
it ends.
Hypnotic dreams,
so sweet,
of you.
Only to wake up
to nothing more than
an unforgiving
blank wall.
Secrets shared in
silence,
deafens me.
Self sedation
brings me around,
to **** the
painful thoughts of
you.
The less you say,
the worse it gets.

© 2005 Dead Men Publishing

I don't care
how you
perceive me.
I don't care
why you
deplete me.
I don't care
how you
berate me.
I don't care
why you
annoy me.
I don't care.

I walk
with an upturned
nose,
away from your
stupidity.
Feeble minds
think alike.
You stick
to your own kind.
Fuel my rage,
I just laugh.

© Dead Men Publishing.

So blind
to not see
what I've become.
Hope
Is for suckers.
I don't learn
from my idiotic
choices.
Once I've rescued
my heart
from the gutter,
it is submerged
into a pile of
steaming ****,
from my own doing.
You'd think
falling on my face
so many times
would teach
me a valuable lesson.
Nothing could be
further from
the truth.
I am to the point
of giving up.
It seems like
the right
thing to do.
But, I know
I won't.
I have to push
on and see
how much longer
I can go.
One day.
One day,
I will see the light.

Some day.

© Dead Men Publishing

A casual glance into on-coming traffic
two eyes meet..
We met for dinner,
made love and fell head over heels.
Your eyes, that smile
I knew we were destined to be one.
We got married,
settled down,
had two kids.
One boy, one girl.
Alexander and Mara.
They grew up before our eyes.
We retired to Florida,
learned to play shuffleboard
for no reason at all.
You died in my arms one night,
while a kissed your forehead
and told you that I will
always love you,
just like your song.
Then it was over.
A lifetime spent, in a brief moment.
Two cars passing..
one coming,
one going.
I stopped at a red light...
You were gone.