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Mike Hauser Nov 7
If it were up to me
I would do it differently
And when all is done, and all is said
I would make a bigger mess
Mike Hauser Nov 5
I hide behind these walls
So I don’t know at all
What I do not see
Has less chance of hurting me

I might burn a few
Bridges, one or two
Leaving me no need
Of looking behind me

I cover up my ears
So I don’t have to hear
Words spoken true
When spoken to

Close tight both my eyes
Hoping to lose sight
Of the things they do
That I myself do too

Having little doubt
I keep an open mouth
That clearly runs away
With what I have to say

What comes to light
You are bound to find
Through all of this
Sadly, a closed off mind
Mike Hauser Nov 4
I swear at one time
I was a fun loving guy
Why, you can call home
And ask my wife

She’ll say about me
The life of the party
The cats meow
Along with bees knees

A fun loving boy
This bundle of joy
In the lampshade brigade
I was self employed

Quick with a smile
Before I found out
What they’ve tried to hide
What life’s all about

If you only knew
This once fun loving dude
Why, just ask my wife
She’ll tell you the truth
Mike Hauser Nov 3
From the moment I was born
I was deemed terminal
And in keep with any known disease
If not kept in check, will get the best of me

The day the doctor slapped my rear
And said boy, get on out of here
I’m sure you’ll do just fine
With this crazy thing called life

And that’s exactly what this young kid did
Running the streets and loving it
Live it like there ain’t no cure
Love life like it’s terminal

The only thing to put a stop to it
Is the day you’re declared dead
No time for the bitter pill of sorrow
Live life like there’s no tomorrow

I do believe they might be right
Today is the first day of the rest of your life
So when you’re told that you should live
Do your best to make the best of it

Laugh and love, smile and hug
Like you never have enough
Live it like there ain’t no cure
Love life like it’s terminal
Mike Hauser Oct 27
When it comes to choices
Deep down to the roots
I will still spin the color wheel
On the choice that I choose
Dealing with daily cravings
There's no need to regroup
On the choices I'd be making
My life would choose the blues

Evaluate the situation
Try and adjust my mood
Fold the flag I have been waving
Go for something new
Try and stall these afterthoughts
Continually on the move
Thinking things, I ought not
My life chooses the blues

From one end to the other
I set this ship on cruise
If I could choose another
We all know what I would do
If it weren't for red and yellow
I would have no clue
Being a simple fellow
Whose life would choose the blues
Mike Hauser Oct 27
I am a page
Inside a dusty book

Easy to read
Line by line
But a whole paragraph
Might blow your mind

Part tear stained
Definitely dog eared

Easily able
To put me down
Knowing where I am at
When you come back around

I am a page
With lots to say

At times
I make perfect sense
But on that front
You still take a chance

Coffee stained
Slightly torn page

Many flaws
But easy to see
Through it all
Well worth the read
Mike Hauser Oct 26
This Old World
Want's control
Of your feeble mind
Body and soul
Tempts you with
What it doles
Has it out for those
In this Old World

Plants a seed
Of want and greed
Makes you think
Of things you need
That will make
You more happy
Than you ever thought
You could be

This Old World
Like no other
Want's to be
Your only lover
Blinds your mind
Body and soul
Before you know
In this Old World
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